Too often, we stay silent for fear of offending others. Â When in truth, our silence condones those things with which we do not agree.
Too often, we stay silent for fear of offending others. Â When in truth, our silence condones those things with which we do not agree.
Caller: Â (voice of an older man) Somebody from your office called me earlier. Â Who called me and why?
Me: Â I don’t know, sir. Â If you give- Â (I’m interrupted at this point)
Caller: Â What do you mean you don’t know? Â Does your office randomly call people for no reason?
Me: Â No sir. Â If you’ll give me your name-
Caller: Â Hey You
Me: Â Sir?
Caller: Â That’s my name. Â Hey You. Â So why did your office call me?
Me: Â (Rolling eyes) If you give me a last name besides You, I should be able to look your name up in our system.
Caller: Â (Laughs) Â You didn’t call me. Â I’m just calling around trying to aggravate people.
It happened today. Â True stuff. Â And yes, I thought it was a tad bit creepy. Â But that’s what made it interesting. Â Things like this happen all the time. Â We just have to remember to jot down these crazy occurances. Â Â As much as we’d like to believe we won’t forget certain incidents, the fact is we very well may. Â Trivial things can get buried beneath an avalanche of our daily doings. Â By taking the time to record the event, we can reference it later. Â After all, we never know when a story or character we’re working on could benefit from a little “truth.”