Formally Condemned
Wednesday, March 7th, 2007
This week’s question:
Maybe the House doesn’t pass resolutions formally repudiating your decisions, but what’s the last thing you did against the better judgment of everyone you know?
Next week’s question:
Well, it’s March—what’s the Maddest gamble you ever made? Did it pay off?
Almost everything I do against the better judgment of everyone I know has to do with dating. Somehow, I have a knack for falling for guys who are really terrible for me, and even after I figure that out, I still have to make double, triple, or even quadruple sure they’re not my soul mate after all. I’ve stopped telling people about the very sad ways I continue to obsess over various exes, like drunk texting. Thankfully (or not), nobody’s there to see me Google stalk, MySpace surf, or visit the website of his ex, though I’m sure if there were a way to block my computer from visiting these sites, my friends would install such technology for me.
What a schmuck I was when I completed an application for a civilian position with my local police department and answered every question truthfully. Friends, colleagues, even my parents begged me to lie! “Answering all questions truthfully is vital to the process,” we were told, and “be prepared to face extensive polygraph tests later on. “I am a good girl, a nice girl. I have never been arrested, nothing to hide, and scored in the top 10 out of 654 applicants on the exam. So I answered truthfully. Three months into the process, my application was involuntarily withdrawn due to my DRUG HISTORY: I admitted smoking pot an estimated 4 times a week for 4 years while in college 30 years ago. So I got high 832 times? Big deal. Good thing I didn’t include the 30 years since college!
they begged i stop,
begged i turn back,
but my train kept
on down the track
increasing speed
ignoring signs
that said my path
had ill designs.
it had not worked
two times before,
the two times when
she slammed the door.
the two times when
the dream had died
and in its wake
a vision cried
that every trail
must reach its end
and true, in time,
all hearts can mend.
so why do i
push on for three?
because she makes
a happy me.