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Don`t be an idiot

I know many people.

And every time when I think that I have seen it all, something somehow still may surprise me. Like for example, I was always wondering why do the manufactures put those silly warning labels on their products…until I actually met that…hmmm…interesing individuals that are not an urban legend. They do exist and yes, they really need that warnings.

 

Like the one on deep-frozen food. You know, it says something like „After defrosting bake for 5 minutes“. Which is common reason for most of the people. I mean, you won`t just defrost it and eat it, it is still raw for crying out loud! That is, you would think so… Some – won`t. I met a creature that actually ate it like that and declared „…well…it wasn`t sooooo good like they say…it was somehow…sluggish..“. Of course it was sluggish, it was RAW!!! When I asked her didin`t she at least see the warning, she said „Why? Who reads that?!?“.

Then you have that incredible warning on the iron. There you may read: „Do not iron clothes on body“. I mean, WHO irons clothes on himself?!? Well someone does. I`ve seen it with my own eyes. And she is not affraid of getting her skin burned, or thinks that it is stupid. Au contraire, she says that it is a very practical move. Ha!

But the thing that really got me thinking is the Cesar Millan show. There you may see the dog whisperer restraining various best friends, curs, bitches and doggies. In the show, on almost every „action“ scene you may read „Do not try this at home without professional help“ or something like it. And? I wonder how many people have taken this advice?

You see, I like dogs very much, but I never trust them 100% (this one goes for the people too). I don`t because every living creature can be pretty agressive and irrational when it feels insecure. With people it is manifestated on various ways, but dogs – they bite. Hard.

And they have the proper equipment too (except in the situation of doggy geriatric case, caused mostly by the tones of eaten kibbles during the years, these dogs suck, literally). And now you have, after the seen show, many venturesome heads, totally fascinated (and infatuaded, if I may say) who think that this is easy-peasy. Ha, piece of cake! Is that all that I have to do? So this means that all I have to do, when I meet an agressive dog, is to crouch, look to the ground and  reach my hand towards the dog! Isn`t this great or what! Fantastic!Simply…

People like this do not even think on the probable epilogue, that is on „I-crouch-reach-my-hand-and-finish-without-it“. Or the „I-crouch-and-the-sweet-little-rottweiler-jumps-on-my-throat“. How adorable! Ha!

 

And for that reason, I am thinking about a new educational campaign called „Don`t be an idiot!“. The targeted individuals would be all that overconfident types for which the game of  cerebral marbles is just too damn hard. The slogans would be „No, you really can`t do it“, then „You are not brave, you`re an idiot“ and „Only for the ones with the valid health insurance“.  Only then some of the ambitious will maybe stop BEFORE providing traumas to it`s family and friends. Before the story ends with stitches or that horrible solution  of dog putting to sleep. For some idiot`s fault, of course.

 

So this is why, in the Cesar Millan fashion, I whisper: ….look into my arm……..feel my energy…..this is not for you…this is not for you……….you are not the dog whisperer, you are number 87 in the emergency room....

 

Because we (and dogs) deserve it, vol. 23.

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We are a strange spieces, among us there are always the ones searching for the weeker and feeble which will harass just to provide themselves the feeling of power and greatness.

And that was also the case in this story.

 Unce opon a time there was a little girl.

Pretty, small, quiet and shy. Maybe even too quiet, too shy and definitely too small. She was the shortest in her class. Sometimes that fact have brought her the excessive attention of her collegues. And not of the good kind.

Especially from one little carrion. A boy, big as a mouintain, with an oversized inferiority complex, was bullying whoever came his way. The smallest and shyest were his sweetest prey. They were subscribed on his discharge of force for which the carrion in question have exulted in content.

 The little girl˙s father, who was also a favorite harassment material when he was a kid, have suggested his child to sign in on some martial art classes. And the child have chosen.

It turned to be a very good decision. Shortly after that, the little girl have shown an exceptional talent for the chosen sport, at the same time buidling it`s selfesteem and opening herself to the world. Actually, she was so sucssesful in it, that her coach started sending her first on the regional and then on the state competions where she was very well noted.

Back in the school, nothing was changed. The oversized carrion was still trampling weeker kids enjoying in his social status.

That is, this is how it was before one particular autumn morning when the bully have started picking our quiet little girl again during the first break. She went, as always before, to their teacher telling her what happened. The teacher talked with the violent boy and explained him why he shouldn`t do it.

Then the second break came. The carrion have run to the little girl and started pickig her again forcing her to tell the teacher again.  The third break came as a direct invite in bully`s head to molest the girl even harder. She went to the teacher, again, which have talked, again, with the overweening carrion.

 Soon the bell rang and the school day was finished. But not for the persistnet bully. He started running towards the girl and… found a shock: that subtle little gal have grabbed the bully and thrown him on the floor with one perfect by the book clutch! It took few seconds until he rasied from the dirt, confused and offended, and repeated his attack to discover a new defense tactic followed by a serial of well directed hits that he couldn`t do anything than start to cry calling his mom.

The gang in the schoolyard was thrilled. The kids started to lough celebrating the end of a very dark era. From that day, not just that the bully haven`t touched the little girl but he haven`t touched the rest of the kids, uncertain what he may discover next time.

 This is a true story with a happy ending. The girl`s father have told me the story with such pride and joy in his voice that even I started to jump happily. He was jovial as a kid, repeating: „Hey, do you know what that means??? He was beaten by the smallest GIRL in the class! MY little girl!“

 To make the thing even better, the girl haven`t become conceited or perturbed for that event. She have brought up the story so peacefully that it was fascinating. And continued calmly and quietly like nothing happened.

Payback is a bitch..

The bullys recognize only their own language.

If the smallest girl in the class can do it, then everybody else can. This story is intended to parents who disgust any use of force in any form. You can`t be always at your child`s back defending it, you should rather teach it how to walk and discover the jungle of life with more simper and confidence.