1 willful ignorance (noun)
The practice or act of intentional and blatant avoidance, disregard or disagreement with facts, empirical evidence and well-founded arguements because they oppose or contradict your own existing personal beliefs.
Have you ever seen a commercial on TV of some delicious look looking burger at a local fast food restaurant. So what do you do, you get in your car you drive half a mile and you go get that burger because the advertising for it was so ingenious that your mouth actually salivated at the thought of biting into it. so of course…you just had to have it. Then what happens when you spend your time and money, you drive yourself home you settle down in front of your TV and you open up that box that your burger came in and you’re immediately disappointed by what you see in front of you. Instead of a plump juicy all beef patty Cheseburger with all the trimmings, you get two chared bits of meat that have the consistency of leather drenched in mayonaise and looking suspiciously as if it may have been dropped on the floor.
How many of us have ever been super excited over something, wether it be a new toy or a new person in your life or a new restaurant that you’re trying for the first time for a new type of food. You’re ready to try dive in headfirst, you’re so optimistically hopeful and open and then when your’re presented with the thing that your heart desires and the most you can feel is disappointment. If only worked out so that we could stay in that hopeful optimistic mindset always never actually being presented with our hearts desire. How great would it be if they could squish all those elated, happy and optimistic thoughts and feelings into pill form and we could take one every day…
A friend was telling me about a situation that she’s going through that pretty much mirrors what I’ve been talking about. She has been “talking” with this guy online for months now and she was super excited to meet him and to get to know him better in person. When that opportunity finally arose this past weekend she was sorely disappointed with the actual flesh and blood man that was presented to her. She told me it wasn’t that he was unattractive or that he misrepresented himself somehow online. Instead she said that meeting him in person made him human and therefore fallible. I thought this was funny as if, when he only existed as pixels on the screen he was somehow perfect.
I think as women we have a tendency to build things up in our minds (and sometimes not just in our mind) so much so that when we are actually faced with the reality of what it is we wanted we are astounded and disapointed by the the differences. I can name a few people off the top of my head that might be experiencing this…
I myself being one of those people as I bite into my cold french Fries and scoop huge globs of mayonaise off my cheeseburger… (Disapointed) :-(
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Why is it that people will ask you a question knowing full well that they will not like the answer they get. Being someone who tends to say the first thing that comes into her mind. I tend to find myself in the foot and mouth situations that could easily have been avoided had I simply thought about what I was going to say before I said it. Today was one of those situations, during a break at work a friend was telling me this loooong story (that probably took all of 5 minutes to tell, but felt more like an eternity in my head) all about her weekend and the string of guys she “seeing.” After sitting patiently listening to her prattle on she finally asked me “Do you think I’m a whore?” I calmly and cheerily replied “No whores get paid, you’re just a slut” and went about eating my yogurt.
At first she actually looked a little offended once but she knows me well enough To know that I sometimes have verbal diarrhea and I don’t mean any harm. I could have chosen more tactful way of putting it…but I was maybe a little annoyed that she’s taking my entire smoke break up with her incessant rambling but I am certainly not judging her. What she does with her body is her own business. However, if you’re going to tell me a 20 minute long story about your exploits over the weekend, don’t expect me to not give you an opinion. And especially if you’ve asked for my opinion, you can’t get mad if you don’t like what I have to say.
Why do people do that? Are they trying to ruin their friendships and relationships.? Is it like a form of secret sabotage? That’s like a 300 pound woman asking if she looks fat in a string bikini…or a crystal meth junkie asking you if you think his teeth are jacked up…
what are you supposed to say to that….
it’s a trap is what it is….
All I’m saying is don’t ask questions if you’re not prepared to hear the answer…
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