grey sky and muddy puddles
Today I bought a small box of food colouring for mysterious purposes of my own. Also, it rained. While walking home from my assorted errands, the idea came to me that I could dye the puddles. So pleased was I by this concept that I immediately opened my new box, only to discover that I had bought a box with two reds and no blue. Without further ado, I returned to the supermarket, where they allowed me a new box with the generally accepted colour balance.
The little rejected box looked so forlorn on the counter. I felt guilty as I exchanged it for a box with a blue. After all, it committed no crimes. Perhaps it even knew that I like red above most everything, and was trying to please me. I still felt bad even as I returned to the muddy aqueduct and dyed a puddle red and blue.
This leads me to several questions.
1. Do you suppose that having a slight crisis of conscience over the feelings of a box of food colouring indicates some form of psychosis?
2. Is it reasonable to assume that the idea of dyeing puddles different colours occurred to me for the sole reason that I would look at my box of food colouring right then and there, realize that I had been given a box lacking in blue, and therefore not have to go all the way home and settle in before I had to run back and return it?
3. Is it reasonable to assume that because I did not have to return later tonight to exchange the box, at which time I would probably have bought chocolate, the Supreme Force does not wish me to buy chocolate?
(and now a slightly unrelated question)
4. Is it reasonable to lie on my résumé, despite the fact that it is plainly unethical, when both career counselors and former bosses advise me to do so?
The little rejected box looked so forlorn on the counter. I felt guilty as I exchanged it for a box with a blue. After all, it committed no crimes. Perhaps it even knew that I like red above most everything, and was trying to please me. I still felt bad even as I returned to the muddy aqueduct and dyed a puddle red and blue.
This leads me to several questions.
1. Do you suppose that having a slight crisis of conscience over the feelings of a box of food colouring indicates some form of psychosis?
2. Is it reasonable to assume that the idea of dyeing puddles different colours occurred to me for the sole reason that I would look at my box of food colouring right then and there, realize that I had been given a box lacking in blue, and therefore not have to go all the way home and settle in before I had to run back and return it?
3. Is it reasonable to assume that because I did not have to return later tonight to exchange the box, at which time I would probably have bought chocolate, the Supreme Force does not wish me to buy chocolate?
(and now a slightly unrelated question)
4. Is it reasonable to lie on my résumé, despite the fact that it is plainly unethical, when both career counselors and former bosses advise me to do so?