There is a running joke in my household. My husband is the blamer, I am the judger. An unusual number of mosquitoes at the front door? Clearly my fault for leaving water in forgotten buckets outside, while the kids were playing. Teenager spent a small fortune on those ready-worn-out jeans? Hey kid, if you wanted Continue Reading
Maybe you don’t know this, but I live out in the boonies of Oregon. Well, for me it’s really only a 20 minute drive to a big grocery store, but for anyone who wants to visit me from town, I might as well live half a state away…perspective is an interesting thing, yeah?
Anyway, we have such slow internet through our phone company, it’s almost as though we are stuck in the internet caveman era. So yesterday I decided, enough is enough, and signed up for a tv/internet combo package through a certain satellite company, whose name shall not be mentioned. They quoted me $160 a month for the package deal, with a two year commitment. I tentatively agreed,and they are to come install tomorrow.
Well, then I thought about back to two years ago, when I decided to cancel tv all together, and how they kept offering me a lower monthly price, as much as 70 percent less a month from what I had been paying, before they believed that I really just didn’t want tv, and left me alone.
Since the guy told me I could talk it over with my husband, and cancel with no penalties before installation, I called them back and told them that I had thought about it, and it was simply too much. I could not go with their service. The representative put me on “hold” to speak with his “manager”. This is how I imagine the conversation went.
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As I “put pen to paper”, so to speak, I am choked by a fear. It’s not the fear of failing at this whole blog thing, or that I won’t get any readers. This fear stems from the firm belief I’ve held that in order to blog about something, one must know what the heck they are writing about. In other words, one must not only have an opinion, but be willing to share said opinion for the whole world to see. This alone is cringe worthy, but the fear runs much deeper. Because after the whole world has read your opinion, they then form their own opinion of your opinion, and then you must be ready and willing to defend your opinion. Well, let me tell you right now. I don’t want to defend my opinion. Because the reality is, my opinion changes from year to year, day to day, and sometimes moment to moment.
For example, on a small scale, say you are twenty one years old, and twenty minutes ago, it was your opinion that the last shot of tequila was a fantastic idea…fast forward to praying over the porcelain god, who is now your best friend ‘john’, and it is likely your fervent opinion that the tequila was the devil in a shot glass.
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