Nope! Not calling for a taxi!
A few days ago, the Beck song almost became my anthem.
I did feel like a loser and hummed in my head,
I'm a loser baby,
so why don't you kill me?
Then, I started focusing on the following lyrics:
In the time of
chimpanzees, I was a monkey.
Then, it hit me. I am not a loser! Perhaps a misfit
and perhaps a bit different?! Monkeys are supposed to be less smart than chimpanzees.
So, maybe, I am a little stupid?! Doesn't matter!! I am definitely a winner
because I did not compromise on my integrity.
I have been sitting on this (un)fortunate incident for
a few days now. Somehow, perception won over reality and appearances took over
the truth. In one sentence, the friendship between Greek God and Momley came to
a standstill, a tragic end.
Why is it that no one speculates a lesbian
relationship when 2 women hangout - go for a walk, have lunch together or shop
for groceries. A man and a woman are seen at Costco together and it is some
sort of absurd proof that they must be involved?!
It is Costco folks; not Shangri-La! The man and woman are buying chips for pizza lunch for their
children's school!!
Like my brother quoted from Lawrence of Arabia, "a little people, a silly people" or
something like that!
So, it felt natural for Momley to give up her
friendship. She is all for Mr. Spock's Vulcan philosophy of the needs of the
many being more important than the needs of the few. So, only 2 people were
affected; the other was ASid who was so supportive of her friendship with G.
On that note, I would like to quote Sir B/UB who had
these last and great words to make me feel better and made ASid feel better as
well:
Pride is only a sin
when left untempered with humility, the latter of which you have more than
plenty of. So keep your head high and don't let busybody hens tell you who you
can or can NOT associate with.
And if the
person you are associating with is not big enough of a person to do the right
thing, then their worth is undeserving of your respect as well.
Boys, pay attention! Words to live by! Even from a
tragic ending, we can learn valuable life lessons.
If it is worth it, battle it out. Even if you lose,
you know that you gave it your all. At the end, that's all that matters.
Note: If Momley
didn’t sit on this post for a few days, it would have sounded as sobby as the
sobby voicemail she left for Smoggy to hear. Luckily, time does heal. Now the
post is a triumphant tale where Momley is a glorious winner. Of course, it also
helps to have full control over a blog where she has the last word!
