Passing Judgement and being Reviewed
In the life of a Michigander, there are several unpleasant things that one will inevitably have to face. Having your wallet stolen, random public urination, and getting judged while out to lunch with your good friend. "She thinks we are together, why else would she have given us two spoons to share the ice cream?", said Prof. Form. There we sat at Olive Garden, in front of us sat one bowl of gourmet ice cream for us to share as desert to our fabulous Italian lunch we had just divowered. Looking around, they had changed the tables of this location. I had not been there since my birthday two years ago. After desert, we ventured back to my house where Prof. Form had his fun with my slender tone. As Cheat use to do when he was over, Prof. Form put on the belt, and laid on my bed as the vibrations took way. And from vibrating belts to vibrating phones. I looked down at my phone, and saw it was my lawyer calling to give me the final word on court tomorrow. Turns out there was no final word. He told me there was a 90% chance that it would not be tomorrow, but still a small chance that it would. What has happened to the legal system? Why was everything so down to the last minute?
As we drove to Geoff's mom's apartment, I looked around at the sceneary. I suddenly realized where we were- Waterford: Home of Asshole! Passing through the area, all the memories from two years ago started to come back, like a sail boat returning to the dock. While showing off Geoff's new car to his mother, Cheat texted me and cancelled our plans for tonight. It was clear to me that he had already reviewed his options and choose to probably go out with Home Wrecking Form, rather then me. He, however, simply told me he was sick, but I knew other wise. Prof. Form offered to drive by his house, but I couldnt. I was done caring and done taking his word. I knew he was lying about being sick, but I was not going to react. For the remainder of the night, Prof. Form and I played a game with two of his friends at the OU apartments.
There I sat, surrounded by Prof. Form and two straight World of Warcraft playing dorks, judgemental dorks. We were all sitting down, and playing this fantasy board game that I had never heard of, nor knew how to play. As much as I caught onto the game, there was a lot that I did not catch on to. During the game, the three of them argued over what each of them told me, and how much they told me. After listening to them argue, I decided I really did not care for them or the game. I decided to just go with the flow and just try to have fun. Little did I know that I was being judged on my mind ability to catch onto things and my ability to understand. There I was, alone in a room of War Craft players, and getting judged?! I could not believe of all things to judge me on, they would judge me on this.
I think its pretty much agreed that it goes open minded good, judgmental bad. But are we being to quick to judge judgment? Perhaps judgment is not so much a snap decision as an early warning or detection device. If it is instantly clear that a person, place, or even a game is not for you, is it better to ignore your better judgment, and read between the lines, or should we judge people by our outer cover?
After the game was over, Geoff's two friends ran to get food, leaving us alone in their apartment. The plan was to play again, but after they left, Geoff revieled to me how his friends had already reviwed me and passed their judgement call. The review was in, and the verdict was not good. They called and told us to put the game away. I got Geoff to tell me what exactly they thought of me. It was not good. And it was all based on the game we had just played. I felt very hurt. I suddenly started to believe some of the things Geoff told me.
Why is it that we only seem to believe the negative things people say about us? No matter how much evidence there is to the contrary, a neighbor, a face, an ex, even a somewhat stranger can cancel out everything you thought was once true. But when it comes to life, why do we believe our worst reviews?
Geoff took me home and I took myself to R's to watch the end of Epic Movie. As I sat there, I began to think...The truth is that someone, somewhere could be making a face and giving a review on you, but its the reviews that you give yourself that matter.
As we drove to Geoff's mom's apartment, I looked around at the sceneary. I suddenly realized where we were- Waterford: Home of Asshole! Passing through the area, all the memories from two years ago started to come back, like a sail boat returning to the dock. While showing off Geoff's new car to his mother, Cheat texted me and cancelled our plans for tonight. It was clear to me that he had already reviewed his options and choose to probably go out with Home Wrecking Form, rather then me. He, however, simply told me he was sick, but I knew other wise. Prof. Form offered to drive by his house, but I couldnt. I was done caring and done taking his word. I knew he was lying about being sick, but I was not going to react. For the remainder of the night, Prof. Form and I played a game with two of his friends at the OU apartments.
There I sat, surrounded by Prof. Form and two straight World of Warcraft playing dorks, judgemental dorks. We were all sitting down, and playing this fantasy board game that I had never heard of, nor knew how to play. As much as I caught onto the game, there was a lot that I did not catch on to. During the game, the three of them argued over what each of them told me, and how much they told me. After listening to them argue, I decided I really did not care for them or the game. I decided to just go with the flow and just try to have fun. Little did I know that I was being judged on my mind ability to catch onto things and my ability to understand. There I was, alone in a room of War Craft players, and getting judged?! I could not believe of all things to judge me on, they would judge me on this.
I think its pretty much agreed that it goes open minded good, judgmental bad. But are we being to quick to judge judgment? Perhaps judgment is not so much a snap decision as an early warning or detection device. If it is instantly clear that a person, place, or even a game is not for you, is it better to ignore your better judgment, and read between the lines, or should we judge people by our outer cover?
After the game was over, Geoff's two friends ran to get food, leaving us alone in their apartment. The plan was to play again, but after they left, Geoff revieled to me how his friends had already reviwed me and passed their judgement call. The review was in, and the verdict was not good. They called and told us to put the game away. I got Geoff to tell me what exactly they thought of me. It was not good. And it was all based on the game we had just played. I felt very hurt. I suddenly started to believe some of the things Geoff told me.
Why is it that we only seem to believe the negative things people say about us? No matter how much evidence there is to the contrary, a neighbor, a face, an ex, even a somewhat stranger can cancel out everything you thought was once true. But when it comes to life, why do we believe our worst reviews?
Geoff took me home and I took myself to R's to watch the end of Epic Movie. As I sat there, I began to think...The truth is that someone, somewhere could be making a face and giving a review on you, but its the reviews that you give yourself that matter.