Wednesday, January 28, 2004

When you enter an elevator, I bet you walk in, and turn and face the door, right? I don't think that there is a rule in place here, or some sort of law that is impinged when you don't behave as everyone else does, but trust me, it is unnerving when someone DOESN'T turn and stare at a closed door for the next 30 floors. It is just so odd to stand there.....waiting.....and having to stare at this non-conformist who insists on standing backwards in an elevator.

Has anyone ever been attacked for standing backwards in an elevator, or worse - murdered? I suppose it may have happened, but most likely it is just one of those events in one's life that you just look forward to being over, kind of uncomfortable like a rectal exam or an annual physical. Odd to think that simply having someone standing, STARING at you or in your general direction in an elevator can be as equally uncomfortable as having a personally prodding physical examination, but it is!

In the building where I currently work, there are little television screens placed conviently above the door to stream news and advertising your way for the uncomfortable 30 seconds you spend in that metal cube twice a day. Perhaps it is a ploy to get all those backward standers to turn around.

I shouldn't complain, after all, I'm a reformed backward standerer. In decades past I have been known to stand backwards in an elevator, but it was always in the company of close friends and work associates, never total strangers (odd that this would be more difficult). I found it a rather interesting experiment and experience, but it had a profound and odd impact on the other people in the elevator, people I have known for years seem squeamish when this happens, averting their eyes from the spectacle of someone standing looking to the back instead of the front. It was amazing, not liberating or anything, but rather a totally unexpected experience for us all. And no, I wasn't attacked for doing it.

Saturday, January 24, 2004

Hello cruel world. I guess that is an appropriate and realist opening for what I hope will be an enjoyable read (this blog spot). Being a computer programmer who has suffered what I consider to be an inordinate amount of slings and arrows in the course of my life (which is about half over by my 'average lifespan' calculation).

I'm sure we all have gripes, whines and complaints against others, God, our parents, society, Mother Nature, fate and ourselves. I certainly have that and more....but I guess I also have a great appreciation of my state in life, sure it sucks in many ways, but when I consider against how the other 9/10 of the world's population gets on, well, I have NOTHING to say against my state.

Even today, someone like myself in the wrong country would simply be euthanised at birth due to the body that God gave me. In most first world countries, I'd likely be done away with before birth, thanks to the 'miracle' of ultrasound testing. So, while I greatly appreciate living in the present rather than the past, I can't help but wonder if I'd actually be able to be born today, or was I simply rather luckly to have slipped into this world 37 years ago...