Because I Said So

One Of These Things Is Not Like The Other

I recently had a blast from the past when an ex-boyfriend (I'll call him B) from long, long ago contacted me. We had more than a decade to catch up on, so we've been trading many emails over the last couple of weeks. This is how I discovered how uncanny the similarities are between B and a certain, more recent flame are (I'll call him Sam). It really is scary. They have very similar backgrounds, same careers, same interests, etc. Heck, they are even the same age. Sometimes, I would almost forget who I was talking to.

Despite the resemblances, they are totally different people where it counts. See, I eventually figured out that Sam in not a genuine or particularly caring person. He rarely shows interest in anyone unless it suits his purpose to do so. He will manipulate and charm the socks off of you until he no longer needs you, or just simply gets bored with you. He doesn't hold himself to a very high moral or ethical code. His motto is to not care about how his behavior effects other people, because ultimately, it's the other person's problem. He's just a selfish kind of guy. Where as B is totally opposite. He shows genuine interest in other people. He has a sold set of morals and actually lives by them. He is just a really nice and considerate guy. He would never say anything as crass as Sam would often say to me. B knows what it means to be respectful; Sam doesn't care to be respectful.

I just find it ironic that two people can look so identical on paper, yet be as different as night and day. It just really goes to show that you can't judge a book by it's cover. What you see is not necessarily what you get. Okay, enough clichès. Anyway, it was just an interesting insight.

So, to go completely OT, my cat Sadie (not to be confused with my great-niece Saydee) made an interesting discovery of her own last night. My sister gave me a fish for my birthday. So it's been around for a half of a year or so. Well, last night, Sadie finally made the discovery, much to her enjoyment. I just hope she can't knock it over! I guess I better move the fish.

tirade by Jenster at 11:56 PM