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A Pondering Thought

Every week the new supermarket ads come out with the so-called money saving items you may or may not need. Now, the ones that strike me kind of odd are, the 10 for $10.00, 2 for $6.00 etc., etc. I have seen store brand bread, which is not the greatest on sale for $10.00 for 10 loaves of bread, or a buck-a-loaf. Why don’t they just price it at $1.00 a loaf. So I need bread, but what the hell am I going to do with 10 loaves of bread? Feed it to the pigeons in the local park? I think not. So the stores and/or marketers or whoever make the decisions on the ad sales, should just price the damn things at dollar a loaf, and leave it at that.

Just me pondering an opinion.

What Irks Me No. 2

Say the outside temperature is 98 F, with stifling humidity.

And being outside in such sticky air, and the body is sweaty, and afraid you might have to take to the scissors to extricate one self from the soaked shirt.

Anyways, along comes an idiot, all happy as he/she is whistling some stupid tune and says, “Nice Day’ and/or Beautiful Day.” I’m like ready to bang this person on the upside of his head, and say “Your Nuts!” Seriously.

It’s bad enough the hot, sticky weather gets to me, but when some ass of a person says shit about it being nice or beautiful, needs to be put on some strong meds.

Okay

Okay, so I’m outside getting some air. It is late, like 11:55 night late. A neighbor of comes out, and says,
“Nice Night.”
Me: “Yes it is, and a delightful one.”
He: “Nice and warm.”
Me: “Yup.”
He: “The moon looks nice too.”
Me: “In all its glory.”
He: When he decided to go back inside, he said, “Have a good day.”
Me: Why say that, when the time according to my phone reads 11:59 PM. I mean the day is already shot to hell. In another 60 seconds a new day will start. So why didn’t this moron wish me a good day then, instead of say, 10-11 hours earlier, when the day was still in its earlier stages. It would have picked up my spirits, feel lively, full of piss and vinegar, the cats meow, the bees knees, do an Irish Jig. But no. It never happened. Such is life.

A bit of fictitious humor, observation and/or rant: chuckle, chuckle, ha ha, groan, by A Pondering Mind.

Observation

The Indian philosopher J. Krishnamurti once remarked that
observing without evaluating is the highest form of human
intelligence. When I first read this statement, the thought,
‘What nonsense!’ shot through my mind before I realized that
I had just made an evaluation.

— Marshall Rosenberg