Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward. —Kurt Vonnegut
Saying “I love you” is a traumatic and critical portion of every relationship. I still remember how I felt when Kat and I exchanged that phrase for the first time. It was important because, prior to that point in our lives, we had both questioned whether there even was such a thing as love. When one starts talking about love we invoke a powerful set of emotions that are not always within our ability to control. Good things often happen when people say those words, but our responses are not always predictable.
The hashtag game #BadResponsesToILoveU is trending this morning and I can’t say that I’m too terribly surprised. Almost everyone I know has been on one side or the other of saying “I love you” to someone and not getting the response you were expecting. Silence, of course, is probably the worst of all responses. When the person to whom you just said, “I love you” doesn’t say or do anything, you’re not sure for yourself exactly how to proceed. Do you apologize? Do you explain? Do you blow it off as though nothing happened? Getting a bad response to “I love you” is devastating.
However, when it’s not happening directly to us, bad responses can be hilarious. This is one of the places where the Internet shines because people can think of thousands of ways to be hilariously cruel. So, I thought we’d take some time to be thankful we’re not the one putting the “I love you” out there.
What Twitter Has To Say
I don’t have time to cull through the thousands of tweets this hashtag has generated, but here are a few that I really enjoyed.
That’s so weird, your going to be like the 5th person today that’s said that to me. #BadResponsesToILoveU
— Right Hand Arm, Man (@shaolinmonk_808) October 23, 2016
#BadResponsesToILoveU You still have to pay the taxi fare mate.
— Paul Stevens (@PaulieStevens) October 23, 2016
#BadResponsesToILoveU But God loves you more….
— Astor Igwe George (@GrandPabbyChuck) October 23, 2016
#BadResponsesToILoveU I love you too, Denise-Diane? Debbie. Wait, I know this. Donna?
— Kevin P. Sheridan (@kps67) October 23, 2016
#BadResponsesToILoveU: Now why would you wanna do a fools thing like dat fer?😳
— ADELLA GARNER (@Crazy8ADELLA) October 23, 2016
#BadResponsesToILoveU How did you get in my house?
— Bobby A. Worley (@charger731965) October 23, 2016
#BadResponsesToILoveU mom, stop it, I’m 48.
— LVEric eerily (@LVGambler123) October 23, 2016
There are thousands more, if you are looking for an entertaining way to waste time.
Things We Didn’t Say … Yet
I laughed when I saw this game because, having been on both sides, I really enjoy a good burn of a response. Of course, I’m probably, almost certainly too nice to actually every use these on anyone, but here are a few I have in my back pocket, just in case the need arises.
Why is it I always seem to attract crazy people?
You know, your roommate said the same thing last night.
This wouldn’t have happened had you not had that last shot of tequila
Yeah, this is why I keep considering a life of celibacy
Sigh. Too bad. There’s no cure for addictions like yours. It’s a brain disease.
I’m going to let you down easy: I’d rather be kissed by a cobra
I blame the Republican Party for making you feel that way
Right, you know I volunteered to help colonize Mars, don’t you?
Have you ever considered shock therapy?
Sure, but will you still feel that way when I’m crowned Emperor of the Underworld [strike a pose]?
You know, I’ve been looking for a way to not say that same thing to you.
You stole my M&Ms, didn’t you?
Okay, now try saying the same thing while naked and see if that makes me feel any different
Don’t worry, we all have our little pet annoyances
That’s funny (laughing). For a second there, I thought you said you love me
{Putting finger in one ear and wiggling it) Hold on, my hearing aid isn’t working. I thought you said you love me.
Sorry, I’m fresh out of sperm. I gave your sister the last batch.
And the guys on Gamma 9 tried telling me there’s no intelligent life on this planet
Dammit, that ball gag just keeps falling out of your mouth
I know, I’m having entirely too much fun with this game. And again, I would never actually use these on anyone.
Probably.
Except in the event of an emergency wedding.
Food That Isn’t Fast
So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being.—Franz Kafka
Our relationship with food is too extensive to let it pass without a thought
There are times when reading my email can be a dangerous thing. Consider, for example, the promotional piece for a local restaurant offering all-you-can-eat fried catfish today for only $5.09. Yes, you’re reading that correctly. All-you-can-eat for under ten bucks. I am really tempted to go, and there’s still yet the chance that I may. The challenge is I have to walk. Both directions. Three miles each way.
In some aspects, that long of a walk is a good thing. I can use the exercise anyway and the temperatures today are supposed to be warmer so the weather isn’t the hindrance it has been. Walking there builds up a decent appetite and if I’m going to spend five bucks on food I want to get my money’s worth. Walking back helps, at least in part, make up for the fact that I would almost certainly eat more than I should because that’s what tends to happen when one is told the meal is all-you-can-eat.
The problem with that long of a walk is that once I leave the restaurant there are no restrooms available between here and there. Walking after a meal does a wonderful job of aiding in digestion, but when one has overeaten, and especially when what one overate was fried, the need for a restroom is likely to arrive rather quickly. Walking that distance takes me about an hour. There is almost no scenario in which the last 30 minutes of that walk isn’t painful. I’ve done things like this before. Disaster has been oh so narrowly averted on more than one such occasion. Do I really dare take that risk today?
We all know that the food we eat is important. There are plenty of people who want to know every little detail about their food: where it was sourced, how it was grown, what it was fed, whether it had a good life and was happy when it was harvested. There are millions of people who have medical reasons to watch what they consume. The young woman on the right in the pictures above is either allergic or sensitive a large number of the most common foods. Her food requirements are so narrow that she’s had to create her own set of recipes so she can still enjoy eating without getting ill. Her website, bubblechild.com, is a fantastic resource for anyone who deals with a myriad of sometimes conflicting food allergies. I read through her articles and often feel rather ashamed of myself for not eating better.
I’m not alone, though. Americans have been the fattest people on the planet for some time now, and our relationship with food extends beyond a mere matter of sustenance; it affects who we are, how we relate to other people, and how well we do our jobs. There is a recent article in the New York Times wherein Charles Schwab CEO Walt Bettinger talks about how he invites job applicants to breakfast and has the restaurant intentionally mess up their order. He tells reporter Adam Bryant:
“I do that because I want to see how the person responds.That will help me understand how they deal with adversity. Are they upset, are they frustrated or are they understanding? Life is like that, and business is like that. It’s just another way to get a look inside their heart rather than their head.”
Bettinger doesn’t say whether he counts the applicant’s cholesterol or sugar intake at that meal, but he has a point. What we want to eat can affect our temperament and getting an order wrong isn’t the worst thing that can happen in a restaurant.
I can remember occasionally going to restaurants with my parents when I was small. Back then, few, if any, items on the menu were prepared in advance. One reason we seldom ate out was because there would inevitably be a twenty- to thirty-minute wait between the time we placed our order and food actually arrived. Salads were encouraged not because they were healthy (they weren’t by the time we ladled several ounces of dressing on them), but because they gave us something to do while waiting on our entrees. If salads weren’t available, my parents were challenged with trying to keep two young boys occupied. We were forbidden from ordering anything that might extend our wait, such as fried chicken. The fact that the food was not going to be fast forced us to think carefully not only about what we wanted to eat, but where we sat, how we dressed, and whether we invited guests.
Food is serious. When I’m planning our menus here at home I have to take into consideration matters such as the amount of fruit the kids have had that day, are they getting enough vegetables, are the textures so challenging that they override the taste? If I get it wrong, we not only have cranky little people on our hands, but I’m also impacting their future relationship with that particular food. They’re both at an age where their opinions of food now affect their dietary choices for most their adolescence. For the moment, they love steamed veggies, but if I don’t prepare those carefully they’ll stop eating them and won’t try them again for several years. Remember, I have three that are grown. We’ve been through this before.
Taking time to think about our food before we eat brings us closer to making healthier choices. After all this, will I still have the catfish? Maybe, but if I do I am less likely to go full-tilt on the all-you-can-eat and will adjust my other meals to compensate for any errors in judgement I may make. Not giving in to the fast food convenience allows all of us to enjoy our food more, to make meals more of an experience rather than an automatic habit. We may not always make the most healthy choices, but we are less likely to make really horrible ones.
You know, I could use the exercise. Maybe I’ll just have the veggie tray instead.
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