Who Eats the Sins of a Sin Eater?
A long time ago there was a tv show called Night Galleries. It was so long ago some of you might not have been born yet. It was similar to Twilight Zone in many aspects. One story that always managed to stand out was called "The Sin Eater."
The old boy in the casket had been a sin eater for years. In Ireland and Scotland there was a tradition to prepare a feast and spread it before the dead in the casket. The food represented all the Sins of the person. The sin eater would eat the food and absorb the sins of the dead person.
The brought a starving young man in and gave him the opportunity to become the new sin eater... after much discussion and angst the boy devoured the food and screamed out as all the sins of the sin eater entered him.
So... who listens to the confessions of a confessor? Who takes the time to listen to someone that has always been there to listen? A long time ago I was nicknamed SwitchTech/Father Confessor. Everyone would come down to the Switch room and bitch to me about everyone else. I always kept the intel to myself and never shared it to anyone.
But there have been a few things that I needed a lending ear to talk about and then poof. Everybody is busy and there is no time or little time. It becomes frustrating when friends can't tell the same story to others. When it is told to one person it becomes nothing like it was when retold.
When something simple is asked for and one person tells another that it has been done and then it is said.. well that is not exactly what was said.. when it comes back to the original person then things become blurred.
Making breaks is often difficult at best. And friendships last until lies and mistrust supersede everything else. I guess I was raised on my word is my honor. Which doesn't help when playing Vampire. (Trust me) So why is it so difficult to get a straight answer to a simple question.
Should I break complete from those that simple frustrate the shit out of me. Or continue to just be there until their world collapses yet again. Friendship should never simply be one person being a safety net while the others go on and on about how great things are and the like.
If you can't make lunch... call. Send an email. If you have time to go on and on on livejournal then you must have time to send a short email. One would think that. Someone sensible could figure that out I would think. If I made arrangements and then could not go through then I would surely go out of my way to make sure all involved would be notified. If I drove three or four hours for a meal and there was a no show, I would be pissed. Wouldn't you?
Okay the rant ends now. Sometimes you just gotta vent and release. And you have to make decisions as well. Thanks guys for the forum. Putting soap box away and going back to the table for some yummy desert sins.
The old boy in the casket had been a sin eater for years. In Ireland and Scotland there was a tradition to prepare a feast and spread it before the dead in the casket. The food represented all the Sins of the person. The sin eater would eat the food and absorb the sins of the dead person.
The brought a starving young man in and gave him the opportunity to become the new sin eater... after much discussion and angst the boy devoured the food and screamed out as all the sins of the sin eater entered him.
So... who listens to the confessions of a confessor? Who takes the time to listen to someone that has always been there to listen? A long time ago I was nicknamed SwitchTech/Father Confessor. Everyone would come down to the Switch room and bitch to me about everyone else. I always kept the intel to myself and never shared it to anyone.
But there have been a few things that I needed a lending ear to talk about and then poof. Everybody is busy and there is no time or little time. It becomes frustrating when friends can't tell the same story to others. When it is told to one person it becomes nothing like it was when retold.
When something simple is asked for and one person tells another that it has been done and then it is said.. well that is not exactly what was said.. when it comes back to the original person then things become blurred.
Making breaks is often difficult at best. And friendships last until lies and mistrust supersede everything else. I guess I was raised on my word is my honor. Which doesn't help when playing Vampire. (Trust me) So why is it so difficult to get a straight answer to a simple question.
Should I break complete from those that simple frustrate the shit out of me. Or continue to just be there until their world collapses yet again. Friendship should never simply be one person being a safety net while the others go on and on about how great things are and the like.
If you can't make lunch... call. Send an email. If you have time to go on and on on livejournal then you must have time to send a short email. One would think that. Someone sensible could figure that out I would think. If I made arrangements and then could not go through then I would surely go out of my way to make sure all involved would be notified. If I drove three or four hours for a meal and there was a no show, I would be pissed. Wouldn't you?
Okay the rant ends now. Sometimes you just gotta vent and release. And you have to make decisions as well. Thanks guys for the forum. Putting soap box away and going back to the table for some yummy desert sins.