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AnnaBanana - November 2007

I love my window

November 14th 2007 04:29

[I think I am finally me.
Content in my silence.
I never used to be able to sit in quiet
Maybe it was the thoughts
Scared
But if only I had realised
There was nothing to be scared about
I love my window
I like my spot
In life
In the fight
I question my past
And I shouldn’t
I feel for him
And somehow I don’t know when this will end
Maybe never
Feeling his pain,
As if my own
Is that what love is?
I used to hate it
The extremes
The uncertainties
But the good times
Were better than good
Never could be better
To stay content
Or reach for the stars
Who is there to tell you what to do
Well of course there is always you…

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Naivity and sterotyping

November 9th 2007 03:01

So I am serving at the pub yet again… waiting on the people wanting perfection. It just happens to Melbourne Cup day and one of the regular drinkers at the pub is walking around placing bets in the sweep. I have been working at the pub for almost a year now, and I have always seen this same old bloke hanging at the bar, not saying a word… just drinking his schooner.
I begin to chat to two guys on their own table in my section and they want to buy a sweep. So I tell the sweeps guy to go visit them. The next time I’m running up the stair I see these two guys having an argument about the money situation of the sweeps. Obviously the argument past but when I went to check if the customers were ok they kept stereotyping and blaming the old guy for being stupid.
One of the men said, ‘You have to watch that guy, he’s probably stealing from you to put money in the pokies!’ A questions why an old guy needs to be labelled as a criminal when he has taken time out of his day to help the pub out by running a sweep. He gets no money from this, and does not intend on stealing from his friends.
Then he goes on to label him as an alcoholic! I say do you know that person you are talking about? No he didn’t know him at all, but yet he feels he is able to criticise him for his inabilities.
I have to question whether some guy that probably has little in the world, that hangs at the bar drinking is an alcoholic because he has an addiction, or if he is there at the pub for social dependency and relief of being around people other than himself.
It makes me sad to know someone would feel threatened by an old man who is just trying to help.
People really are naïve and inconsiderate of the people around them, and really when is this ever going to change.

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