THIS or THAT

Let's play a game

Hi guys, when remember when I said I had like five ideas that I’m too lazy to write, this is idea 2/5.

We’re gonna play a game. I will give you a few scenarios and you’ll pick with reasons, in the comment section.

That make sense?

Okay lets’ go.

Introvert OR Extrovert

We’re starting easy

In the introvert corner: my bed is my first love, I read novels and crotchet, I have a home library, My mother told my boyfriend not to be upset if I barely came out to see him cause I don’t leave my room. I mind my business a little too well, I’m always plugged in, even while crossing the express.

In the extrovert corner: I like meeting new people provided they are interesting. I was voted in a welfare leader in school because I was that smiley and friendly. I’m a chronic yapper. I WILL talk your ear off. I can be taken to a party, know one person and end up knowing a lot more by the time I’m leaving.

So which do you think I am? an introvert or an extrovert.

Entitled adult OR Spoiled genz

This one is less about me but about the situation I encountered on Easter Sunday.

In the entitled adult corner: I got to church and told these two young kids to move so I could sit at the end of the pew. They were rude and talked back claiming they sat there for the AC. As a gracious person, I chided them and told them that the adult always sits at the edge, what if it was their father. They didn’t say anything but I could see the older one biting her tongue.

In the spoiled genz corner: My brother and I sat at the end of he pew cause the church could get stuffy and AC was blowing there. A random man walks up, tells us to move. We scooch in so he could pass. There was space in the middle of the pew. He refuses, tells us he wants to sit at the end. We tell him that with all due respect, we sat for the AC. He goes on a whole tangent about age and respect while my brother and I stare at him while ignoring my mother’s eye that say we should answer him. He ends his tirade with, “What if it was your father?” and out of respect for Easter Sunday, I keep my mental response of “You’re not our father.” in my head.

So who is at fault here? Us baa? We should have shifted. I know.

I’m sick and tired of adults expecting respect due to age and not quality.

Expert driver OR Passenger princess

This one is more a mental dilemma that I want you to choose for me.

In the expert driver corner: I have always loved fast moving vehicles. I love motorbikes, the way the wind blows when you’re on the road, the sense of freedom when you’re alone on asphalt, car or bike. I love reading about street racing, I love watching racing. I have always wanted to drive at insane speeds. Or at least have the ability to drive. To go places I want to go. To go on a night drive to clear my head. To just cruise while my car’s bass is banging and everyone can feel it from outside. To feel like a romance movie character. But I don’t have a license yet and I’m kinda afraid of driving.

In the passenger princess corner: I tried learning driving, I scratched the gate. One trip on the express showed me that driving is more than vibes. It’s control, alertness, awareness. Anything can cause an accident—a distraction, another person’s distraction—and I’m not sure I’m ready for that type of responsibility. So you want me—cute little me—to control that huge body of metal, fuel and electricity? My siblings are learning how to drive and I’m not really bothered. If I’m rich I wouldn’t have to drive myself anywhere. But I crave that freedom I have dreamed about

So should I suck up my fears and get a license or should I take advantage of my gender and get driven everywhere?

Good employee OR Bad employee

This one is inspired by a conversation I had with my mother where she said if she was my employer, she would have tagged me as a bad employee.

In the good employee corner: I get to work late and leave later (so it cancels out) but frankly, no one gives a shit I’m late as long as they don’t have IT issues and honestly some people come in a lot later than I do. I do all that is asked of me. I am diligent, attend meetings and contribute, offer solutions, smile, write mails, respond to tickets. I am the epitome of an average employee.

In the bad employee corner: No matter what I’m doing, as long as I have served my extra time for my lateness, I’m going home. I resume thirty minutes to an hour after their lateness grace period every morning. I am basically unreachable when I am not in the office. I don’t answer mails or texts from my boss as long as they don’t seem urgent. No one at work has my phone number, the one they have, its sim is in my wallet and has been for months. I keep my work and social life EXTREMELY SEPARATE.

So am I a bad employee or just someone with very clear boundaries? especially from a place that sucks the soul out of me.

New phone, who dis OR I need closure

This is inspired by my duality.

In the new phone, who dis corner: I have unopened messages from January from people I moved on from. Aired messages from years ago. I read it from notifications and say nope. If I have wiped you from my head, you’re gone and I don’t really need you back in my life no matter what transformation you go through

In the I need closure corner: My friends beg me to leave that one boy alone when I’m asking what went wrong. I can stay and call you for hours. I will forgive and forgive as long as we fell out in a way I don’t understand and even after seeing I wasn’t the toxic one, I refuse to let it go.

So, which should I describe myself as?

That’s all for today folks. I wanted to add three more categories but I already knew the answers

• GAF OR DGAF: I don’t really give a fuck what people think of me. I will trip and fall down, and keep going. I will dance on the road. Afterall I am one of a billion people, I’m allowed to be freely human.

• Dress to Impress OR Dress for comfort: I dress for my comfort and not to impress. If I end up impressing, even better.

• I am a terrible communicator and I genuinely need to change so I don’t lose any more friends than I have already lost.

So yeah, the comment section is your friend today. Go nuts.