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21.2.06

the wheels on the bus


the world can be broken down into two types of people – those who wait for the bus, and those who don’t.

which may seem like an oversimplification of humanity (especially since most people don’t even RIDE the bus anymore), but let me explain.

lets say you need to go somewhere (i.e. downtown).

and you decide to take the bus.

you go to the appropriate bus stop, and you wait for the appropriate bus.

there is no schedule posted, but you ask some people at the bus stop about your bus, and you learn that there are several other people who are also waiting for the same exact bus.

an old lady kindly tells you that the bus will come eventually.

but she doesn’t know when.

several buses pass by in the meantime – but none take you close to where you want to go.

people get on. and people get off.

you wait.

and wait.

and finally you are faced with a dilemma – do you continue to wait for the bus or not?

if you wait for the bus, you may wait for a very (very) long time – but eventually you will get where you need to go.

if you don’t wait for the bus, you may find a faster way to get to your destination, you may find a slower way to get to your destination, or you may not get to your destination at all.

but at least you’re not standing still.

if you were put in this position, what would you do? which kind of person do you think you are?

and more importantly, what do you think this reflects about WHO you are?

what is interesting is that the answer (no matter what it may be) is not an indictment on anyone.

because there is no WRONG answer.

this decision - like many in life, is composed of no absolutes, only varying shades of grey slush.

in life, there are many people who refuse to wait for the bus.

these are the people who take action when faced with an obstacle, and an objective.

they’ll take a different bus.

or they’ll walk.

but no matter what they decide to do, they refuse to stand still.

and sometimes this will work for them.

and sometimes it wont.

because although these people have the determination to MOVE around an obstacle, they may lack the DIRECTION to translate this movement into forward progress.

movement does not necessarily equate to progress.

movement without direction is merely movement.

and is movement (for the sake of movement) really better than standing still?

some might think so.

others may not.

after all, there are just as many people who refuse to move (and decide to wait) as there are those who simply get up and go.

and just like in the tortoise and the hare, those who wait may get where they need to go sooner than those who hurry (perhaps in the wrong direction).

because you never know when the bus will actually show up. ***

***in case you were wondering why the hell im preoccupied with buses, you should realize that this whole post is an analogy for dating. i often equate my friday night meet-market escapades with this ‘public transportation’ scenario. is it better for me to stay at home and wait for my bus? or am i doing the right thing by going out and running in traffic?

of course this is all absolute bollocks, because there is ABSOLUTELY no guarantee that A) im waiting at the right bus stop B) a bus even exists for me to get on.

in other words i am fooked.

note: if i ever meet the ‘one’ – it will be our little secret that i used to refer to her as a bus. ha!

6 comments:

  • somewhere along the way i totally realised that it was an analogy for dating. in fact i've used it myself before as well. i haven't quite figured out if i'm the wait for the bus or take a walk kinda girl... i think perhaps i'm a mixture of both. but maybe i'm just too tired to walk...

    By Blogger jo c, at 2/22/2006 7:25 AM  

  • You know, it still amazes me how you are a guy and 26 years old and SO INSIGHTFUL! Well, I didn't think of it as dating. I thought of it as an analogy to life because seriously, if we have an obstacle in life, what do we do? Work/wait it out or run away from it? Or does that analogy not work at all?

    In all honesty, I wait for buses, hehehehe and I also compared your analogy with my "situation", but the point is that when I wait for buses and the right one doesn't come and I am ...well, I was gonna say bored, but really, it's when I am in a rush that I jump from one bus to another. Sometimes it makes me more late, but other times it gets me there on time. So what does that say about me? I am unpredictable...damn...

    By Anonymous geniusbarb, at 2/22/2006 12:19 PM  

  • jo - i think we're all a mixture of both , but you have to ask yourself what you're inclined to do when it REALLY matters.

    spion - welcome to the program.

    barb - i think this analogy has alot of applications to life - the question is... is it a true representation of who you are -or- is it merely a coincidence. who knows?

    cheers
    hooizz

    By Blogger hooizz, at 2/23/2006 10:33 AM  

  • Depends on your destination. For relationships? I wasn't trying to get anywhere so I didn't even consider whether I was taking the bus or trekking it. Strangely enough, even though I wasn't waiting or walking, a bus came along anyway and picked me up.

    Sometimes, it seems, that the bus comes when you aren't really wanting to get anywhere. But you take it anyway to see where it leads...and every so often, it goes somewhere you fall in love with and shows you something you didn't know existed...and that you didn't know you wanted.

    In life? I'm more of a trekking it kinda girl. I want things to happen and now. I know how to wait for the bus, though, and have developed more patience as I've gotten older. Sometimes I meet more interesting people when I wait for the bus and actually ride it than when I trek it on my own.

    By Blogger jess, at 2/24/2006 6:04 PM  

  • i don't wait for the bus. i hate standing still. i'll take side streets during rush hour even though it takes me just as long to get home because at least i'm moving.

    By Blogger erin, at 3/01/2006 5:19 PM  

  • I wait and wait and wait and wait and then start walking, and one second later the bus whizzes past me, usually spraying water from the gutter all over my pants.

    What does that mean?

    By Blogger portuguesa nova, at 3/18/2006 7:24 AM  

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