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Forgiveness, and male bashing
What a combination, yeah?
So, I think I officially hate Sundays. It's on those days that I get personal revelations, and find myself hard-pressed to hold onto any grudges. Don't get me wrong, I can hold a grudge like nobody. I never forget anything. I don't trust many people. But those that are close to me, I find it hard to hold them accountable. Anyway, I gave my Dad a Christmas present (wrapped in a great big box). I even gave him a care package with snacks and hot cocoa. I felt really good about it, knowing he was pleased that his daughter thought of him during the Holidays. I still find myself wondering how he would react if he knew that I know about what he's been saying about me to his friends. But the way I figure it, he doesn't know me. He probably never will. In that respect, I find it hard to hold a grudge against someone so clueless. That makes sense in the way that doesn't.
In other news, my Mom sent me another male-bashing joke. Hiliarious commentary regarding what gender our computers are, as determined by a group of students in a French class.
Subject: "What Gender is Computer?"
A French teacher was explaining to her class that in French, unlike
English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine. "House" is
feminine ("la maison") and "pencil" is masculine ("le crayon").
A student asked, "What gender is 'computer'?"
Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two
groups--male and female--and asked them to decide for themselves whether
"computer" should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was asked
to give four reasons for their recommendation.
The men's group decided that "computer", definitely, should be of the
feminine gender ("la computer"), because:
1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic;
2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is
incomprehensible to everyone else;
3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for possible
later review; and
4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half
your salary on accessories for it.
The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine
("le computer"), because:
1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on;
2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves;
3. They're supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE
the problem; and
4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you'd waited a little
longer, you could have gotten a better model.
The women won.
Hee. Gotta love my mom.
So, I think I officially hate Sundays. It's on those days that I get personal revelations, and find myself hard-pressed to hold onto any grudges. Don't get me wrong, I can hold a grudge like nobody. I never forget anything. I don't trust many people. But those that are close to me, I find it hard to hold them accountable. Anyway, I gave my Dad a Christmas present (wrapped in a great big box). I even gave him a care package with snacks and hot cocoa. I felt really good about it, knowing he was pleased that his daughter thought of him during the Holidays. I still find myself wondering how he would react if he knew that I know about what he's been saying about me to his friends. But the way I figure it, he doesn't know me. He probably never will. In that respect, I find it hard to hold a grudge against someone so clueless. That makes sense in the way that doesn't.
In other news, my Mom sent me another male-bashing joke. Hiliarious commentary regarding what gender our computers are, as determined by a group of students in a French class.
Subject: "What Gender is Computer?"
A French teacher was explaining to her class that in French, unlike
English, nouns are designated as either masculine or feminine. "House" is
feminine ("la maison") and "pencil" is masculine ("le crayon").
A student asked, "What gender is 'computer'?"
Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the class into two
groups--male and female--and asked them to decide for themselves whether
"computer" should be a masculine or a feminine noun. Each group was asked
to give four reasons for their recommendation.
The men's group decided that "computer", definitely, should be of the
feminine gender ("la computer"), because:
1. No one but their creator understands their internal logic;
2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is
incomprehensible to everyone else;
3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for possible
later review; and
4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half
your salary on accessories for it.
The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be masculine
("le computer"), because:
1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn them on;
2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for themselves;
3. They're supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they ARE
the problem; and
4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you'd waited a little
longer, you could have gotten a better model.
The women won.
Hee. Gotta love my mom.