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Apr. 6th, 2005 06:33 pmHave you ever heard how beautiful silence can be?
Let's say, for example, that you are at the office, and someone brings in a box of doughnuts. And everyone eats one, and some people eat half a one, and some folks eat two, and then at the end of the day, there is like one doughnut left. And it has leaked grease through the bottom of the doughnut box and made a slick black circle on the table? And everyone is like "Does someone want this doughnut?" and everyone else is like "No thanks," Oh yeah, little fat-bombs were such a good idea at 8 AM, but now that it is 4:30 PM, everyone sees what a horrible nasty thing a doughnut really is, and nobody wants any part of that. It's coyote love time. So it degenerates into a big stare fest, with everyone looking at the doughnut, cause the guy that bought them is a cheapskate and he doesn't want to throw the thing away, and he's thinking that if he makes everyone look at it, then someone someday, will go insane and eat it. But no. Instead everyone is just staring at the doughnut, which is now leaking jelly in an uninspired sort of way. And then people start comparing how many doughnuts they ate in a desperate sweaty confessional, so they won't have to eat the lone nasty doughnut. "I had one," "I had one and a half" "I had three," etc. Until there is a huge escalating doughnut denial feedback loop. And then you say "FOR PETE'S SAKE, JUST THROW THE FUCKING DOUGHNUT AWAY OR I SWEAR I WILL CREASE YOUR FUCKING HEADS!"
The silence that you hear after that is as soft as a kitten.
Let's say, for example, that you are at the office, and someone brings in a box of doughnuts. And everyone eats one, and some people eat half a one, and some folks eat two, and then at the end of the day, there is like one doughnut left. And it has leaked grease through the bottom of the doughnut box and made a slick black circle on the table? And everyone is like "Does someone want this doughnut?" and everyone else is like "No thanks," Oh yeah, little fat-bombs were such a good idea at 8 AM, but now that it is 4:30 PM, everyone sees what a horrible nasty thing a doughnut really is, and nobody wants any part of that. It's coyote love time. So it degenerates into a big stare fest, with everyone looking at the doughnut, cause the guy that bought them is a cheapskate and he doesn't want to throw the thing away, and he's thinking that if he makes everyone look at it, then someone someday, will go insane and eat it. But no. Instead everyone is just staring at the doughnut, which is now leaking jelly in an uninspired sort of way. And then people start comparing how many doughnuts they ate in a desperate sweaty confessional, so they won't have to eat the lone nasty doughnut. "I had one," "I had one and a half" "I had three," etc. Until there is a huge escalating doughnut denial feedback loop. And then you say "FOR PETE'S SAKE, JUST THROW THE FUCKING DOUGHNUT AWAY OR I SWEAR I WILL CREASE YOUR FUCKING HEADS!"
The silence that you hear after that is as soft as a kitten.
