Friday, December 17, 2010

2 introverts gettin' civil wit' na na na na na na nana

So it's the holidays or something like that. We are all out buying presents and what not for the family, friends, and co-workers (if you are into that).  What we all expect is for the person that is receiving your gift to be grateful and appreciate you act of generosity... however, that is not always the case.  The holidays should be the one time of the year (even though you should be doing it all year long) to be best person you can be (if thats possible).  

We would like to paint a little picture here...this morning on my way to work I heard a very touching story in which sparked this post about being civil and of generosity. 

Dear anonymous morning talk show host -
I’ve been friends with the family I’m writing you about for 5 years. It’s a wonderful family of 6 who has had a rough year. The mom is battling breast cancer and is in her third treatment. The oldest son was hit by a truck last year and now suffers behavioral and other issues as a result. Their middle son is autistic.
This family is always doing things for other people. They opened their home to a family of 5 after the parents got laid off from their jobs. They footed all the bills to help this family while they were down on their luck. They are very humble people who never ask for anything, but they are always first to volunteer their time, limited resources, or lend an ear to anyone who needs it. In fact at this time last year, they adopted a family who needed some extra help to make their holiday more special. Now my friends could use some extra help to give their family an amazing Christmas that will never be forgotten.
With medical bills for the special needs of two kids, plus recurring bills for cancer treatments and everything else that has happened this year, this family has fallen behind on everything.  The mom is super supportive of her kids and their activities in spite of what she is going through. Three of her kids are involved in a not for profit cheer and dance organization, and mom is there for every performance or competition, regardless of how she feels.
I’ve talked to them about Christmas this year and the mother told me that she would be making the majority of the kids Christmas gifts this year. I would love it if you guys could help make this the extra special Christmas that this family deserves. They are always putting others first, so I want them to know what it feels like to have a worry free Christmas that they will never forget.
- Love Karma 

We aren't here to rant and rave today but we would like to express that it makes us sad that people as a society are not more generous and as civil as they can be. You know the right thing to do when someone needs help so take time and help them. If someone takes time out of their busy schedule to help you, show gratitude.  Don't be a scrooge, ya know? 

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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

2 Introverts having an exchange....of words.

So, here we all are again. I, Introvert 1, thrive on awkwardness and thus this really isn't a huge deal for me but some of you will find it extremely awkward and uncomfortable to stumble upon. Yes, thats right...public argumentation. To me it seems that there is little that trumps a public argument on the awkward and inappropriate scale. When you stumble upon a public argument or one flares up in the middle of nowhere unexpectedly...its like being at dinner with the family and Daddy hits Mommy and we are still all trying to eat. Ya know...that awkward silence that then ensues. No? Well I guess you didn't come from the ghetto like me where spousal abuse was frequent and welcomed. Okay, I'm kidding.

On the other hand, am I, Introvert 2, the one that loves stumbling upon a couple arguing in public.  I find this post to be a bit contradicting, because it is so entertaining to see people fighting about stupid stuff.  I have even been known to egg on a fight if at all possible.

At any rate, an argument is a personal event and should be kept behind the confines of closed doors. No one really ever cares what Johnny did to Sally or how Sarah treated Jimmy's parents at Thanksgiving...other than the ones involved. I wasn't there eating dinner with your family so I don't care to hear about it. I am not your psychologist...or marriage counselor so please do not plague my life with you problems because everyone knows I have my own. 

Where, in the course of events, did you ever think it was okay to have a yelling match with the curse words flying out of your mouth along with the spit bubbles to subjecting everyone and their children standing in the produce section of the super market. Never, ever have an arguing match in the peanut butter and jelly aisle...children frequent this aisle. 

..."I'm peeking around the Intimate cookies and I'm watching the best nothing fight that I've ever been a part of. They're in eachother's face. Ok, and the guy is saying to the girl and he's doing it like this "Do we have any jelly in the house? Do we or do we not have jelly. You said we did last 
time. I'm looking in the cabinets and I dont see any god damn jelly. I just wanna know if we have any jelly in the house." And she's egging him on, she's like [girl voice] "I dont even like jelly. I dont even like jelly. I get hives if I even look at jelly. Wha--I dont even know about jelly. I've never 
even--What is jelly. I dont even care." And he's like "I dont even give a shit about the hives. I 
want jelly in the fuckin' house. Stat. Pronto. Tonite. I dont give a--I will break your neck and pour jelly all over your body and pray to the gods of jelly to burn your soul in a jelly like hell. Now get 
the jelly!" I'm so excited, I'm eating the Intimates out of the box. I've opened a box and I am 
eating. "I'll pay for it. Relax. I know you're concerned, but I paid." This is the point during the 
nothing fight that I like to get involved. I have to get involved and I have to say something. Just a little jab, a little poke that will fuel the fire. And help take it to the next level. As they're going 
back and forth, I walk buy them, I lean in, and I go like this, "hey dude, dude, dude, I know what you mean about the jelly bro. Tell this twat to get jelly. Now." [guy] "See, see! Get the jelly-Uh, 
whats that word again? What, Twat! Good word. Thanks bro. I didnt ev- I forgot about that word. GET THE JELLY TWAT! Great word dude, great word. Twat. Yes."

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