Tidbits of Random

Tidbit of Random- Hannah and I (3)

1.20.2011

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Hannah and I

​Whenever she sees someone in need of a helping hand, she makes her way over to them and helps to the best of her ability.  That's cute and all, but really, look at how much effort she just put in.  How many other things she needs to do. She gets screamed at by, her boss, the other people who rely on her because they don't function in their work place(life and society in general) so well(we both know they aren't real people more like failed experiments), and well... I mean none of those "people" matter all that much but neither did that old man on the street...

Okay, maybe it was worth it, but completely unnecessary, and makes her seem so much nicer than I am. Hannah, the other one, always does that. It's only because she is there, she gets all of the good moments to look better. I bet it’s just luck.

I too have tried to execute a bit of my inner craving to be a good, courteous person. I mean, I ask people on the subway all the time if they would like to sit down, I  ask pregnant people, I ask elderly people, kids, tourists, shoppers, I ask all the time, sitting has never been as fun as standing on what I wish was a rollercoaster. But you know what happens, they reject my offer and prefer the seats found on their own sweet time. I don’t understand this... It’s not like I infected the seat, it really is perfectly fine...

For an extreme example, they think I think that they are pregnant, when they aren't, when that idea hadn’t even entered my brain in the first place, and proceed to embarrass the both of us.  It's actually ridiculous, does that ever happen to little angel Hannah, no, I doubt it.  She just runs around, gracefully, without shame, eating healthily, immersed in her huge library of music, but somehow able to tell when an old man needs help.  I can run around, a bit haggardly, with a bit of pride, having ice cream for breakfast, and blasting my music just as loud.  But I always miss a lot of things whenever I do that.

Maybe her head phones were broken that day.