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What's Your Favorite?
By Phil Whitley
Friday, July 25, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
This should probably come under the category "Pet Peeves" since it is truly one of my very pettest of peeves.
I have been told that I have a word problem. Now for someone who aspires to be a writer, this could be a serious problem—if it is indeed true . My contention is that the problem lies with those who make statements or ask questions without qualifying them. Could it not be possible that for once, just this once, that I am right and the rest of the world is … gasp … wrong?
This word problem appears in the simplest of things; someone may ask me, “What’s your favorite color?”
I begin cringing when they get to the word “favorite”, because my mind instantly goes into overdrive before they even finish the question, and then my hesitation in answering this most rudimentary question causes the one asking to wonder if I heard him or not. Meanwhile, I am thinking, color of what? I like red cars, blue and magenta skies, shades of green seem to be appropriate for grass and trees, calico is nice on cats, and on and on until I finally stammer, “I don’t really have a favorite color.”
“Why not? Everybody has a favorite color!”
“I’m afraid if I pick just one, I’ll hurt all the other colors feelings.”
That usually ends the conversation right there, with the one asking thinking that I just may have more than just a word problem—possibly some type of mental condition that may be contagious.
Same thing with, “What’s your favorite time of year?”
Here comes the brain overload again. The synapses are firing away…There are things that I like and dislike about all the seasons. I like Winter because I don’t have to mow the grass. Spring is nice, with all the new flowers and blooming things (and I don’t relish the cold weather in winter). Summer is okay with swimming pools, barbecues, maybe a trip to the beach—but it’s so hot, and the grass needs mowing … again. Now Fall is nice. I’m kind of leaning toward that one for my answer; the temperature is nearly bearable, the grass doesn’t need mowing every week, and the leaves are turning all those pretty colors (no favorites—just an observation).
Meanwhile, my inquisitor has walked away, mumbling something about another appointment.
Inevitably, someone will ask me, “What’s your favorite kind of music?”
Over the years I have developed a great reply to that one. Rather than try to explain that I enjoy a lot of different types of music, depending on my mood at the moment, I just say something like, “Australian didgeridoo music.”
That will usually end that line of questioning.
Even better yet, when someone begins to ask, “What’s your favorite …”, I cover my ears, cross my eyes and begin chanting in an unknown tongue before they can finish. They’re going to end up feeling that I really should seek psychiatric treatment anyway, so I save them the time.
I don’t pick favorites. I do not have a word problem. The world has a question problem—and it appears to be left to me to resolve it.
So many questions. So little time…
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|Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*® Authors & Creations
|And I was worrying that it might be just me! :0) Yes, dear fellow author, I have had trouble naming "favourites" for as far as I can remember; from the ice-cream flavour of childhood to the writers and poets of... ever since I learned to read, from fruits to animals, from art styles to music, from movies to theatre plays, my difficulty in "appointing" a favourite one over all others used to make me feel quite apprehensive - perhaps I was just too capricious, too indecisive? - until recently. What changed? I simply became conscious that the diversity of all those things among which I cannot choose a favourite, along with the uniqueness of each one of them, are, indeed, what makes the world such an interesting place... and life so wonderful! And then... I found your article! :0)
Thank you for a most enjoyable read!
All the best to you,