oh the humanity
Warning: This post is sappy as hell.
I cried at work today.
First let me say that I am generally an emotionless bastard. I will occasionally get misty, but it's never at the right time, such as when somebody tells me about something bad that happened to them. Instead it's a when an ugly dude on American Idol sings a song beautifully or some dumb shit like that.
As further evidence of my lack of depth as a human being, I have a very hard time dealing with handicapped/disabled/life-threateningly ill people when I see them on TV. I feel terrible for them, and my heart goes out to them, but I am so overwhelmed by their plight that I find myself turning the channel immediately.
As you may know, I work on TV shows. Today we had a special visitor to the set, a girl who must have been around 10 years old and bald from chemo. She was there with her brother, sister, and parents. When I went out on the set, I realized it's the first time I'd been around a child with an illness that serious in many years.
So here was this little girl, facing tough breaks everywhere she looks, and what was her attitude? Her attitude was joyous. Running around the set, laughing, taking it all in, just being tremendously positive and enthusiastic about life. And it wasn't some bullshit "Putting on a brave face" thing. Nor did she seem to be trying to live every moment as if it was her last. No, she just seemed like a really happy kid.
And I swear the power and beauty of her personality just made me crumble. I had to step back and have a moment by myself. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes and I was overcome with love for the human race. Just one little pure-hearted kid trying to survive until adulthood and not complaining about a thing. It's too much. Way too much. And here I am bitching about my FUCKING BRAND NEW COMPUTER.
Holy crap am I an asshole! Every time I get down about the shallow bullshit problems in my life, I am going to picture her with her bald head and her healthy brother and sister all running around the set laughing and screaming like kids are supposed to do.
No more bitching.
Thanks for the bounty of fine comments over the last couple of days. I love you, fellow humans.
Bowldat Part II: I am bowling next Wednesday night. What will my high game be? Closest guess gets 1o points, 25 if you nail it exactly. One guess to a person, Price Is Right rules do not apply.
For ten more, try this headless whodat.
I cried at work today.
First let me say that I am generally an emotionless bastard. I will occasionally get misty, but it's never at the right time, such as when somebody tells me about something bad that happened to them. Instead it's a when an ugly dude on American Idol sings a song beautifully or some dumb shit like that.
As further evidence of my lack of depth as a human being, I have a very hard time dealing with handicapped/disabled/life-threateningly ill people when I see them on TV. I feel terrible for them, and my heart goes out to them, but I am so overwhelmed by their plight that I find myself turning the channel immediately.
As you may know, I work on TV shows. Today we had a special visitor to the set, a girl who must have been around 10 years old and bald from chemo. She was there with her brother, sister, and parents. When I went out on the set, I realized it's the first time I'd been around a child with an illness that serious in many years.
So here was this little girl, facing tough breaks everywhere she looks, and what was her attitude? Her attitude was joyous. Running around the set, laughing, taking it all in, just being tremendously positive and enthusiastic about life. And it wasn't some bullshit "Putting on a brave face" thing. Nor did she seem to be trying to live every moment as if it was her last. No, she just seemed like a really happy kid.
And I swear the power and beauty of her personality just made me crumble. I had to step back and have a moment by myself. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes and I was overcome with love for the human race. Just one little pure-hearted kid trying to survive until adulthood and not complaining about a thing. It's too much. Way too much. And here I am bitching about my FUCKING BRAND NEW COMPUTER.
Holy crap am I an asshole! Every time I get down about the shallow bullshit problems in my life, I am going to picture her with her bald head and her healthy brother and sister all running around the set laughing and screaming like kids are supposed to do.
No more bitching.
***
OK, back to shallow man. I got my new iPod and I figured maybe I'd wait for the Mac to arrive rather than connect it to my wife's PC and possibly get it all confused when I then try to sync it with the Mac. But eventually I gave in to my desire to touch the damn thing, and sure enough I couldn't stop. I got it hooked up to the wife's PC and downloaded the 27 mostly crappy songs I have on there. I need some more songs. Hopefully it won't be a problem when I hook it up to the Mac and load all my Mp3's on there. Better not be. Anyway the thing is black and shiny and gorgeous and I am totally satisfied that I got it when I did instead of buying the new cooler one. This one has the photos and the videos and stuff. More than I will ever need.Thanks for the bounty of fine comments over the last couple of days. I love you, fellow humans.
Bowldat Part II: I am bowling next Wednesday night. What will my high game be? Closest guess gets 1o points, 25 if you nail it exactly. One guess to a person, Price Is Right rules do not apply.
For ten more, try this headless whodat.
posted by hans q. bungle at 01:54
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