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sunshinemiss -> RE: A desire to understand (11/22/2009 12:50:45 PM)
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In reading his threads, we generally are talking to each other 90% of the time and not chatting with him. Maybe it's like this...
We're in a group in real life... let's say ... a book club.
We like almost all the people in the club. We have interesting conversations, have a good time together, find intriguing conversations, laugh alot, trade recipes, discuss serious issues, help each other in times of need, celebrate each other's joys.
That's how close the members of the book club become. And we're happy to bring new members in. They prove themselves. And the book club is all the better for these new folks.
And then the one fellow that we all kind of groan over decides to have a little... Sunday brunch. Everyone is invited!
We hem, and we haw and, we try to decide if we want to go to brunch.. at HIS place. *Sigh* We know he can't cook. We know he's gonna make inappropriate comments. But hey - the book club! We enjoy the other members of our club! We like getting together! And now this brunch. What to do?
We ignore the invitation for awhile. Read it, ignore it. And then... One person says, "Hey I'm going, and I'll bring my famous Belgian waffles." Now how can we resist those Belgian waffles? So then the next person says, "I like those Belgian waffles. I'll bring mimosas," and the next person brings fruit salad or whatever.
So we all go to the brunch, mostly ignoring the host who is acting in typical jerkish fashion, and we have a good time with each other. We drink our mimosas, eat our waffles, feed each other strawberries, and we all have a raucous good time.
Meanwhile, the host of this here brunch puts out a box of Generic Corn Flakes for us all to enjoy. We smile, ignore them, and reach for the gorgeous spinach and feta omelete on the next table. Realizing he is being ignored, the host tries to enter into our conversations but sticks his foot in his mouth over and over again. We continue to ignore him, get another mimosa, laugh some more and still have a raucous good time. And then we go our merry ways.... wasn't it fun to talk to all those great book club members? And ohhh when is that host gonna learn? We don't like corn flakes! Oh well.
A bit later someone else decides to have another book club brunch, and everyone is invited. "OOOoooo YAY! I like so and so. What a great time we'll have!" We all make our fancy foods, enjoy each other's company, feed each other pear slices, and in comes old faithful with his box of Generic Corn Flakes. We smile, put them in a bowl, and continue on our merry way. Sometimes we even whisper about how stale the corn flakes are.
In the end, we are all part of the book club. It doesn't matter who is giving the luncheon. It is an opportunity for us all to get together. It is the company that is important, not the host. Even when the host makes a mess of things, we make it cheery.
Best,
sunshine
(who as you may recall made cinnamon French toast and baked apples for breakfast this morning... 6 points in case you are counting - WW not NZ)
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