That moment you realize you really can check out but you can never leave.
I wish someone to explain to me why a person can be so unhinged, irrational, ruthless and diabolical.
This type of person is a cancer.
And we are still working on a cure for cancer.
Faith remains the foundation.
Showing posts with label people. Show all posts
Showing posts with label people. Show all posts
Saturday, April 14, 2018
Monday, November 18, 2013
Life observations: Nov. 18, 2013
People should come with weather vanes. It would make it easier to read moods.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Life observations: May 19, 2013
Talking to a someone you will only have contact with once, and for a short period of time, can prove to be a treasure chest. You might just run into somebody more remarkable than a celebrity.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Living in a fantasy world
Do people get a little too attached to their favorite shows or networks?
I ponder that question after having a bad experience on Facebook today.
In the end, all turned out all right, but it did strike a nerve.
I commented on a cable channel Facebook page I follow. One of the on-air talents is off this week. I joked about how much time the person had for vacation. I added Laughing Out Loud (LOL) as well.
That message was met with a stern statement from a fan who said the on-air person had been on assignment the week before.
I told the person to lighten up.
I guess this person didn't like that and told me to look in the mirror. And the person called me honey.
I have a lot of white hair in the photo I use on Facebook. I have earned that hair color.
After letting the Polish-Hungarian blood boil, I responded with an explanation that I joke with these on-air people. I like them. Just a little banter between media people. I told the poster I didn't know they took the network that serious and apologized.
I received a reply back that offered an apology and explained she was tired of all the people complaining about the on-air talent and changes in programming since the network had been bought.
Upon telling the story to a co-worker, she said to some people this is their life.
It might be why people follow a certain writer or actor. We feel we know them like family. In truth, we see a side of them, just like you and I see a side of people.
But what happens after the lights go off on stage or in the studio? These media people go on with their lives.
Reality hits us.
It is nice to be a fan, which is short for fanatic. But we need to live in the real world.
I ponder that question after having a bad experience on Facebook today.
In the end, all turned out all right, but it did strike a nerve.
I commented on a cable channel Facebook page I follow. One of the on-air talents is off this week. I joked about how much time the person had for vacation. I added Laughing Out Loud (LOL) as well.
That message was met with a stern statement from a fan who said the on-air person had been on assignment the week before.
I told the person to lighten up.
I guess this person didn't like that and told me to look in the mirror. And the person called me honey.
I have a lot of white hair in the photo I use on Facebook. I have earned that hair color.
After letting the Polish-Hungarian blood boil, I responded with an explanation that I joke with these on-air people. I like them. Just a little banter between media people. I told the poster I didn't know they took the network that serious and apologized.
I received a reply back that offered an apology and explained she was tired of all the people complaining about the on-air talent and changes in programming since the network had been bought.
Upon telling the story to a co-worker, she said to some people this is their life.
It might be why people follow a certain writer or actor. We feel we know them like family. In truth, we see a side of them, just like you and I see a side of people.
But what happens after the lights go off on stage or in the studio? These media people go on with their lives.
Reality hits us.
It is nice to be a fan, which is short for fanatic. But we need to live in the real world.
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