Move Your Glass!
I was shocked, SHOCKED!, to see a glass about midway full of some sort of brownish liquid sitting in the middle of the ottoman in our family room. Just imagine. One of my pack failing to clean up after him or herself? I was shocked. SHOCKED!!!
I wasn’t shocked they’d left the glass there. I was shocked no one had spilled it yet. Normally this glass would have been a pile of shards and a new stain on the floor already.
As I was carrying the AWOL beverage corral to our kitchen I was thinking about the whole half-full/half-empty thing. Philosophers say that optimists say the glass is half-full, and that pessimists say the glass is half-empty. But, in our house everyone has something to say about the glass.
The engineer in me says, “That glass is twice as big as it needs to be.”
The mom in me says, “That glass is an antique and has to be hand-washed. Grrr!”
The Professor says, “I can’t believe someone is wasting that beverage.”
The 13 year-old says, “That is not my glass and I’m not picking it up.”
The 10 year-old says, “Why do I always have to do everything?”
The 17 year-old says, “We don’t really need to wash it. Just rinse it and it’ll be clean enough. Who’s gonna know?”
The 22 year-old says, “Can I have this glass? My roommate broke all ours.”
The 16 year-old says, “Why won’t you buy me a car?” (Some parts of life are unaffected by the glass)
The 4 year-old says, “Why do we need a glass? Why?”
The 12 year-old says, ”I found a lizard. Can it live in that glass?”
The 14 year-old says, ”Eeeeww! What’s in that glass?”
I wonder what philosophers say about a plate of macaroni and cheese.
Laugh Out Loud!
What’s up with your glass? I’m looking forward to hearing all about it. Shoot me a comment with the details.