Culture

Say it, forget it but write it, regret it

I love pop culture. Even If I do not regularly watch a television show, I know about its latest plot. I stay as up-to-date as possible. It’s good to know about pop culture as it helps in random situations and gatherings. If you hit that seven minute conversation lull, just bting up Kim Kardeshian and Kanye West. Trust me there is much to unpack there. But that is for another day.

Let’s talk about the here and now. Although I do not watch any of the Housewives reality shows, I catch tidbits here and there. One such tidbit is as follows from a New York housewife.

“Say it, forget it.”

“Write it, regret it.”

This bit of wisdom holds true both in the professional and personal realm. Watch what you say. Be even more careful what gets memorialized in writing. Of course, we all some people go around recording others. However, there are certain state laws that may hinder that. Nonetheless, maybe you should go around in the workplace thinking that people are recording you. There’s many toxic, out-to-get-you people.

In any case, do yourself a favor and watch what you write. Often, there’s no coming back from that.

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  1. Hehe Never
    Gonna Stop
    Doing
    “Foot Loose”
    Or “Never Ending
    Story” Real ‘This’
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    “Bus Stop”
    With “Forrest
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    Magazine
    You Read
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    Story i Both Dance
    And Sing With Just
    One Finger in Bed
    Yawn And just
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    Used To
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    Than One Person
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    Word Long Form Poem Bible
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    90 Months Too
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    The Distance
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    The Earth Erased Then
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    Working 33 Years
    My Only Special
    Interest Before
    As i He Asked
    Me What Feelings
    The Piano Song
    i Created and
    i Couldn’t Tell
    Him As i Had
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    Describe
    Hell Within
    Then My
    Fingers
    Tried
    To Describe
    Hell On The Piano
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    Said It Sounded Like
    A Ghost Wandering the
    Earth Not Knowing He
    Was Dead
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    More Human
    He Was Than
    Ironically
    The Psychiatrist
    Who Probably Had
    Some Kind Of “Autism”
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    Around To Their
    Graduate Assistant
    And Says “This is
    ‘Alexithymia’ We See
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    Of Rat In An Experiment
    With A Rare
    Disease As He
    Jested With His
    Graduate Intern
    “Uh oh Asperger’s
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    Not Good”
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    There i Just Wanted
    The Type Two Trigeminal
    Neuralgia ‘Dentist Drill’ in My Right
    Eye And Ear
    That no
    Drug would
    Touch To Go
    Away and Even though
    i Already Described it
    As infinitely Worse
    Than a Migraine
    That Was Gonna
    Still Take 66 Months
    To Go Away Wake to
    Sleep Because no one
    Could “See” it yet me
    As It Had no Label
    Yet
    To Be
    Diagnosed
    Two Years Later
    Finally Finding A
    Pain Doctor With
    Knowledge And
    Tools To
    Do It
    That Was
    His Least Concern
    And Every Other Doctor
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    It Found A Label
    To Become Real
    To Them
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    No Label That
    Will Ever Work
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    i
    Am
    And
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    With No Labels
    And
    None
    Of These Words
    At All Perhaps There
    Is A Lesson For i Am to see
    Now Labels Fail
    Labels
    Always Fail…
    For Now At Least…

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