Daily Prompt – Handle With Care

How are you at receiving criticism? Do you prefer that others treat you with kid gloves, or go for brutal honesty?

Personally speaking, I tend to appreciate both approaches, but generally, I’d much prefer it if you just cut the crap and got to the point.

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25 Aug – Doomed to Repeat

Do you really think we’re doomed to repeat mistakes if we don’t remember them?

 
I think that people need to be determined to want to change and be conscious about their behaviours if they truly want to be able to change. Continue reading

Daily Prompt – Full Disclosure

A mad scientist friend offers you a chip that would allow you to know what the people you’re talking to are thinking. The catch: you can’t turn it off. Do you accept the chip?

Oh god yes, who wouldn’t love to be able to read people’s minds? …and then call them out on their bullshit! Continue reading

Daily Prompt: I Walk the Line

Have you got a code you live by? What are the principles or set of values you actively apply in your life?

I wouldn’t necessarily say that it’s a ‘code’ that I live by… values is a better way to describe it.

Growing up in the country and having relatively normal and down to earth parents instilled a great deal of principles and values in me at quite a young age, which have been carried over into my adult life.

By comparison, I look at the youth of today and am completely flabbergasted as to how they are able to get away with a fraction of the stuff they get away with. Now, back in my day (god, even saying that just makes me feel like a grandpa!) if we ever did anything naughty, our parents would have no reservation in giving us a hiding – whether it was a hand, a wooden spoon or a belt. And when I was a kid, if I had friends over and they were being as naughty as I was, my parents had no reservations about giving my friends a hiding as well. And vice versa. I recall only one time was I ever at my friends house, and his mum went ballistic at both of us – she gave us both a flogging with a wooden spoon, broke the wooden spoon and sent us to his room without dinner, and took away his Sega Master System for the night.

Now, once you’re all done picking your jaws up off the ground, let me just make one thing perfectly clear – it was not a regular practice for our parents to smack us, or our friends. We knew we’d gone too far, and we knew what the punishment was for going too far, but we still did it. We knew that it was risky to push those kind of boundaries, but we got what we deserved. And my friends parents weren’t exactly going around smacking any kid that walked through their front door for a sleep-over with their child – our parents were friends, and had already discussed things like punishments etc when we were at each others houses. They would never have laid a hand on somebody else’s child without discussing it with their parents first.

Just thought I’d clear that up before somebody flips out and calls the police!! *lol*

And even then, it would only need to happen once, and guaranteed, we’d never do it again – so clearly we learnt from our mistakes!!

Growing up, I had a very strong belief that everything you do – every action you take and every decision you make has a consequence, and you can do nothing but accept those consequences – regardless of whether they are good or bad; happy or sad. I know I’ve certainly made some mistakes that I have later regretted, but I still completely own them regardless.

I was taught to always use your manners. Please. Thankyou. I beg your pardon. You’re welcome. Manners these days seems like such a foreign concept, which is quite depressing.

I was fortunate enough to a) be rather intelligent as a child; and b) have parents who realised that from a very, very early age, they didn’t need to sugar-coat anything for me. Whatever it was they wanted to tell me, they’d  make sure that they just told me – like they were talking to an adult. If I didn’t understand, they’d break it down and explain it in simpler terms that I could understand. I was the kid who was sitting there reading mum’s psychology text books at age 7 or 8, whilst she was writing her assignments as part of her degree – I didn’t need to be wrapped up in cotton wool like most kids are already expecting in todays society.

Always help others. Regardless of how, there’s something to be said for doing a good deed for somebody else. It could be as simple as cooking dinner for them, or helping them  with an essay, or washing their car / doing their laundry etc. Or it could be helping an elderly person across the road, or sharing your umbrella at the traffic lights who’s standing there in the rain getting wet. Or maybe buying a meal for a homeless person, or donating a few bags of clothes, or donating money to charity – there’s always something you can do to help somebody else. It doesn’t need to necessarily be a big grand gesture – it can be anything!!. Even something as simple as just sending them a bunch of flowers if they’re feeling down can speak volumes to somebody,

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Daily Prompt: Careless Whisper

It happens: sometimes that filter in our head bursts and we say too much of what we’re thinking and someone gets hurt. Tell us about a time you or someone you know said something that they immediately regretted.

I tend to do this all the time.

Well, not stuff that I regret, but stuff that I say in the heat of the moment. Moreso if I’m having an argument. Then I’m going in for a take-down, and will say anything that will cut like a knife. That’s just how I roll. You wanna start with me, I’ll go straight for the throat.

However, what the problem with that is, is that I will say something that I don’t necessarily mean in the heat of the moment, and even as I’m saying, I’m realising that I really shouldn’t be saying it, because it’s gonna get ugly really quickly!

The problem I face with this is that people having the fight / argument / disagreement (whatever) with me, take everything I say so literally, and end up being incredibly offended because they’re so so sensitive. Then I find myself getting even angrier with them simply because they’re being so sensitive, and I find it to be quite ridiculous… probably because I’m so full of rage at that moment.

It doesn’t make sense to me, so I don’t expect it to make sense to you either.

The rest of the time, I don’t really have much of a filter. Well, not when it comes to swearing. But telling people what I really think of them.. ooh lordy, that’s not going to happen. Case in point, I recently had to fill out a survey regarding a co-worker, and I was completely honest in my feedback. Hulk had a look at it before I sent it, and even he thought that it was just too honest… like, I’m talking BRUTALLY honest, and ended up helping me re-write it to still manage to get my point across without actually tearing them to pieces. I don’t seem to be able to do that. Even with my words, when I’m writing, I don’t have a filter.

I think I have a problem. Perhaps you should consider this a warning…?

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Daily Prompt: Truth or Dare

Is it possible to be too honest, or is honesty always the best policy?

Sums it up quite well, don’t you think?

I think it’s very possible to be too honest, but the problem with honesty, is that some people don’t like hearing the truth. They’d much prefer that you just blow smoke up their arse instead, or inflate their ego, just to make them feel better about themselves, but it’s a lie.

Many people can’t handle the truth – THAT’S the truth. Some people don’t want to believe it. Some people want to completely ignore it. Some people just think that it’s too hard to deal with, and keep it in the ‘too hard’ basket of their lives.

At the same time, some people prefer to hear to truth, regardless of how upfront or uncomfortable it may be to hear. However, people who prefer to speak the truth; speak their minds, are seen as being a bitch / rude / blunt etc.

You know who’s generally blunt? The gays. And black people. Stereotypically they’re the ones who will tell it like it is, or tell it like it is to cut a bitch down to size. Except they call it ‘throwing shade’ if they want to be bitchy to others. Moreso if you’re name is Nene Leakes.

There’s certainly a very very fine line between being honest and being a bitch, and most of the time, that line is blurred / crossed and completely disregarded far too often.

I think that it’s great to be truthful and honest, but the truth can hurt people’s feelings, and the truth can also get you into trouble, and I think that the truth has it’s place in society and within the different relationships that you have with the different people in your life,

When a friend asks you if that dress makes her look fat? How many of you say yes? Or do you say something like ‘no, not at all, you look beautiful / terrific / fabulous etc’? If you were her, wouldn’t you prefer to know that that little strappy number makes you look a christmas ham, and you should get something more flattering before you wear it out in public looking ridiculous?

I think especially when it comes to clothing, people need to be more honest with their friends.

Far too often I can be walking down the street and see a multitude of people who certainly shouldn’t be wearing whatever they’re wearing because it’s not flattering for them whatsoever. But who am I to pass that judgement of complete strangers? It’s moreso that I feel a bit embarrassed for them because somebody, at some point, told them that they look good in those skin-tight leather leggings, whilst completely ignoring the giant muffin top protruding out the top like some kind of mega cellulite volcano.

However, on the flip side, they may feel really attractive wearing those leather leggings – good for you; they may think that it makes them look great – you clearly have no idea of what you actually look like, but either way, you don’t have honest people around you.

Generally, most people pretty much know how to dress for their figure, but unfortunately, there are are still those who have no fucking idea.

No, that skin tight lycra top doesn’t do anything for your man boobs.

No, those legs look like cottage cheese and shouldn’t be out on display.

No, nobody wants to see your camel toe. Girl, fix yo’self.

Girl, you shouldn’t be able to tuck your boobs into your belt. Try wearing a bra.

 

 

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