Isn’t amazing when one stops and ponders:
Why is it that you when you in later than late – be it to fetching the kids, trying to make it to the bank before it closes, whatever the reason.
Why does the landline phone ring? Yip some of us old school folks do still have landlines! And it’s so UN-user friendly! (Sorry Telkom) but you cannot chat “on the hop” like you can with your smart phone!
So yes, there you are racing to the car, fumbling as you look for the house keys, grabbing all you need and heading for the front door – and sure as nuts it will ring! And let’s be honest – very few of us will simply ignore that incessant ringing! Our curious human nature won’t allow us this, will it?
Even if you are a strong enough individual and curiosity is not in your make up, I guarantee you will drive away worrying who was trying to ring you.
Especially considering these days everyone has a cellular.
Not many have a landline and those folk that have your landline number are generally close friends, family or the dreaded cold callers asking if you would like another cell phone!
Why is it: When you doing a good deed – it invariably goes pear shaped? Earlier today I thought I would surprise my friend with an easy to prepare, pop in the oven dinner, as she returns home late tonight from a business trip.
I had such good intentions thinking all she will have to do is heat and serve.
And Whamo! I am walking back to my car (admittedly hurriedly) and whoops it slips out my hands – and as it lands ungracefully on the tarmac in the parking lot it opens like a darn flung mud pie – all over the place!
Not one mouthful salvageable – argh!
Another question that always amazes me – only because we recently had this harmless fellow in our garden! Did you know – if you have a pile of garden refuse – it is the perfect home for the Natal Black snake?
As I mentioned, we recently discovered we had one living contently in our garden. What amazes me – is before we had accumulated this refuse and there was no pile ….where did he live and how did he ever get to know about what an awesome home we had ready and waiting for him!
How come when the washing is finished and its’ time to hang it out to dry – pairs of socks make it through the wash together – but never make it off the line and back into your cupboard safely as a pair!
One is always AWOL – why? Why do you only realise you need toilet rolls, refuse bags, toothpaste, sugar, the list is endless when you are back from the shops and at home for the day!
With me: why is it even when I have written the item on the shopping list there are many days I still forget to buy it! Talking of lists – I decided I was so tired of not remembering my “special places” where I placed important items.
So I started a list but do I ever remember to write where the item is on that “where is it list” – nope I don’t! What’s so frustrating is when you see the item you are looking for every single day – until you need it – and for the life of me I cannot recall where I last saw it!
Each time I went for a swim last summer I would think to myself how glorious it would be if only I had a lilo to laze on. At the very end of summer! I found my lilo – I had put it “safely” away in the garage and totally forgotten I even had one!
My family are forever asking “Mom/babe have you seen ……?” I always say” Just like you have to get off your behind and go look for it – so do I – so just look!” However, when I ask “Have you seen…?” Oh my word does this fall on deaf ears as they invariably continue watching whatever sport is on TV.
Why is it a certain retailer has hand creams displayed at the counters. Recently while the teller was ringing up – I helped myself to their “tester”. After I had lathered on a very good amount, I happened to notice, not only the teller but my husband giving me an extremely incredulous look – “What?” I asked.
It turned out the hand creams were not a tester! So why put them there I ask you? I have to say though since that visit I did notice the front row of hand creams now sports a sticker “TRY ME” …. So there you go, it seems a lesson was learnt for both parties.
How about how when you so looking forward to an event, a party, a movie – whatever – and it turns out to be so horrendously horrible – but when you dreading an event and you REALLY not up to it…you have the best time ever.
I often question myself as to why I do this!
You have friends/family over for a braai/dinner – and at the end of the evening invariably your friends/family will always offer to help you tidy – and I always say “No its fine – it will take me two seconds – leave it” and then it takes me two hours and I wish I had not said no to their offer.
They would not have offered in the first place! So just say “Yes thanks let’s get stuck it and clean the mess” many hands make light work etc.
Why! Why? Why? Well I suppose it’s because: Y is a crooked letter and it will never be straight.
