How many times can somebody say sorry to another? Is not one time enough? People everywhere tell us it is the thought that counts
- When, do we apologize?
- Can we hire a good apologist?
- Why do we feel apologetic?
- Where do we give the apology?
Sometimes in life we do or say things that hurt other people’s feelings and it is important to care that you made someone feel out of sorts. The only way to fix this kind of Caring is to SIMPLY give an APOLOGY.
There is absolutely NO body, in the whole world, over the age of [ SIX ], who does know when they should APOLOGIZE.
Sometimes in life we do not want to take the time to care that we hurt someone’s feelings and we just go on with our lives like nothing happened at all, But look at you know, little pokes and jabs of APOLOGETIC thoughts rumble in your mind from {time to time} that is.
This is what we call SHAME . . .We continue to ponder or dwell on the fact we did a rotten thing and it grows with us, to a shamed to say anything. So we look for ways to try to get or wish we had an APOLOGIST to do the dirty deed for us.
Man . . .I had to APOLOGIZE. YES, i owe an APOLOGY. And it sure would be grand if i knew an APOLOGIST to do it for me . . .AWE man, i need to shake this APOLOGETIC mood and get the APOLOGES out-of-the-way.
But, who can, will, or should apologize for me. So i took a bystander who was there at the time of the incident, figuring they could help out by giving me strength and help me defend the action. You know . . .Kind of let them be the APOLOGIST. What a mistake that was, and i am glad i was standing there to be able to jump in, doing my own APOLOGY. I said . . .
I am sorry that i called you DUMB, because you made me mad at you, because you continued three times to tell me you, had no idea of what i was talking about, in front of everyone like i was an idiot or something there like that . . .I would like to extend my APOLOGES as i was lead to believe, when a person can’t talk it is known as DUMB . . .So the main reason that i APOLOGIZE is because i have been feeling APOLOGETIC that i said . . .FREAKING DUMB. But only because when i said FREAKING DUMB everyone with-in ears shot, heard and gasped and jumped in shock like i just won the jackpot or something there like that. So sorry for calling you freaking dumb, but not for calling you dumb, because dumb means not able to talk.
THE END
AND THEN
I thought they should say sorry for acting like a retard and just keep saying they did not understand what i was saying, just to appease other people.
I said . . .
“Why is the soup cold, i just boiled it.”
She said . . .” I don’t know what you are talking about.”
I Said . . .” I just boiled the soup and put it in containers and went to the washroom, I’M back, and the soup is in the microwave and cold. Why is the soup cold? Simple.”
She said with a smirk . . .” I really do not know what you are talking about.”
Everyone around was watching and listening to us like they are waiting.
- I know i should have just left to go do other work, as it is near time to open the cafe doors to feed the children.
- I wanted to know WHY MY JUST BOILED FRESH SOUP WAS COLD! AND IN THE MICROWAVE.
- Plus how is it possible, that she not know what i was talking about?
- This bothered me greatly . . .I wanted to help her understand by way of pain.
- HOW UNCOOL IS THIS . . .Very not nice at all uncool and not me.
- And why are all the other co-workers and boss just standing and watching and listening and not stepping in to help resolve this silly matter?
- So silly of me to need to ask one more time. I said . . .
“As if ! . . .I am talking about the soup and it is cold and i just took it off the stove and you have it in the microwave. . .I am simply asking why, WHY is my soup cold?”
She said . . .”I would really like to help you out, but i don’t know what you are talking about.” I said . . . I mean i yelled . . .
“ARE YOU EVER FREAKING DUMB! you’re pissing me off!”
Then i went outside. I was concerned about how i wanted to hurt her, this really up-set me the most . . .How she unknowingly forced me to have violent thoughts, because it is the thought that counts. Whether i acted them out or not i had them.
And i for one, can, picture myself, hurting someone, and i DO NOT LIKE IT. And i DO NOT DO IT . . . But it was the thought that counted then and not the APOLOGES.
