perils with writing and whatnot
Sorry for the tardiness of this post. True, I don’t have a set schedule for the posts of this blog, but the feeling of failure and disenchantment are undoubtedly gnawing at me. It isn’t for the lack of trying that I haven’t created a post for almost a week. I’ve tried to write something that I think is worth reading numerous times. Usually writer’s block is just a larger hurdle for me, but I can get over it with persistence. This time was a little different because I’ve been having to deal with several minor health issues. The problems with my wellbeing are now slowly starting to sort themselves out, and with this progress, the writing ideas are starting to break loose.
While I’ve been going through this recuperation for the last couple of weeks, I’ve been watching HGTV often. You see, I love looking at homes. If I didn’t have mobility limitations, I would be an active ‘looky-lue’. This is a term used by real estate agents when talking about someone who wastes their time because there is never a sale involved. For the ‘looky-lue’, exploring the interior of homes is a hobby, a pastime. Since so many real estate companies are online now and there’s the TV stations that are centered around the buying and selling of property, the number of ‘looky-lues’ has dwindled drastically.
As with most ‘looky-lues’, there’s a method to my madness. No, I don’t want a new house, although this reason is one that is used by many of us with this hobby. My mom’s reason was the wish of a new home. She hated the house we lived in. I wasn’t aware of our home being that bad as a kid. As far as I was concerned, it was another cracker box like all the others in the neighborhood. My reason for watching this channel is to get ideas for the house I have. At least this is the reason I give.
Watching the different half-hour and hour shows on HGTV not only stirs up suggestions of improvements for my home; I often get engrossed in the behavior of the buyers and the ones getting renovations done on their current residences. With these shows being recorded reality, my opinions of these people sometimes get rather gripping.
Many of these people are so self-absorbed and inconsiderate that I want to reach into the TV and wring their necks. Sure, it’s understandable that one is focusing on what one wants when looking for that new home or is refurbishing the current residence with the services of numerous experts, but that doesn’t mean that one should be discourteous, rude, and/or all-out nasty to those who are trying to help him or her get what is desired.
Last week I was watching the show, “House Hunters”. The couple looking for a new home was middle-aged, and the husband was a military officer who will be retiring soon. Obviously, he must be high-ranking because the couple was willing to spend over 2 million dollars on a residence. (It could also be that the wife has been working through the years in a highly responsible job as well.) Although I’m appalled at the cost of property these days, I find nothing wrong with them wanting the best they can afford. However, the wife’s entire demeanor was so atrocious toward the real estate agent that I honestly expected to see the man walk away saying something like, “I’m done,” or “I quit.”
She was way too familiar using obtuse comments like, “I’m disappointed in your lack of appreciation for what I expect,” and “You know that this just won’t do.” Where does she get off behaving this way with someone she doesn’t know well, and is trying his best to assist her in her search? In addition, I wonder why the officer was being such a wimp. Was he actually condoning her behavior? If so, how did he ever become an officer?
I don’t know why this behavior has me so irritated. I’m an American after all, and I’m well aware of the fact that there are a fair number of people throughout this country who exhibit this type of behavior. Americans, as a group, are known for their lack of manners when visiting other countries. I’m certain that this behavior is happening on our own soil as well. I know this because I’m on both the giving and receiving end in numerous situations. Not all of us are uncouth, but as a group – sorry – we are boorish, to say the least. Is it because we come from the “land of plenty” and expect just that? Or is it that we’ve just become a country of the rude, crude and unacceptable because we’ve been allowed to get away with it?
I’m quite certain that I’m ruffling feathers with this post. I do it because I’m convinced that many of us are unaware of our outrageous behavior. I know that I’m being blunt, but I really do believe it is past time for us to take an honest look at ourselves.
Don’t be afraid to speak out in the comment section below. All I ask is that you please keep it civil.
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