Apr 14: Cover-ups

It’s said that the cover-up is worse than the crime.  Do you agree or disagree?

 
Hmmm… well I’ll raise my hand and admit right here, before your eyes, that I am guilty of doing this. I’ve done the crime, tried to cover it up, and been busted for it… And in some cases, the cover up actually has been much worse than the crime itself. At the time however, the crime seems soooooo bad, and an attempted cover up seems to be far, far less damaging.

Well… as long as you get away with it.

And how do you get away with it… lying. But making sure that you think the whole lie through, and making sure that you consider any and all variables to your lie to ensure that it’s watertight. Nobody likes leakage of any sort, and if your cover up starts leaking, you’re fucked.

Now, by no means am I suggesting that everybody out there goes around lying to everybody, that would just be incredibly wrong. I’m just saying, that if you find yourself in a situation where you’re much more comfortable lying about something, rather than owning up to it, just make sure that you think the whole scenario through is incredible detail.

As I’ve gotten older, unfortunately still find myself lying about stuff to other people… mainly to not come across as a total bitch. For example, I’ll get invited to something, and if I don’t necessarily like that person, or would rather stab myself in the eyes and then rinse it with lemon juice because I cannot stand the other people attending, then I’ll politely tell them that I cannot attend due to a prior engagement.

Now, even as I’m writing this, I’m already completely aware that I’m basically digging myself a hole. To my friends out there reading this and are now going to second-guess me everytime you think about inviting me to something, please just invite me regardless. My friends already know how busy my schedule is, and therefore acknowledge and understand that the incredibly limited and precious down-time I have is for spending with my husband, and doing a weeks worth of housework. This is generally the reason why I don’t socialise very much. But it’s also something that I acknowledge needs to change in my life, and slowly but surely I’m making more of an effort to get out of the house and be around other people.

But in saying that, if you really, REALLY want me to be there, then contact me personally. That way I’ll make a conscious effort to schedule you in. If you’re just going to invite me through Facebook… then I can pretty much guarantee that it’s not going to happen.

What happened to the good ol’ days where people got sent invitiations in the mail… Hmmm… perhaps I should bring that back. Hulk and I are thinking of hosting some dinner parties / game nights / movie nights for other ‘nanna couples’ or those who feel like they’re about 60yrs old, so they can come and hang out at our place for the evening, and just have a generally great time – but very low-key. I think that when we decide to do so, I’ll actually put in some effort and post out invitiations. Just for something different.

Hang on… I’ve gone on a tangent again, haven’t I. Right. Where was I??

Oh, yes. So, in summation. Don’t do the crime, unless you’re prepared to tell the truth. And if you’re not prepared to tell the truth, then lie your arse off, but make sure that you’re lie has no holes in it, otherwise shit will hit the fan if / when you get busted… and don’t you dare tell them that I told you to do it. Sorry pal, but you’re on your own.