The other day, a co-worker (wearing a suit) came out of the men’s room complaining about a fellow co-worker. He ridiculed the worker (behind his back, thankfully) for not removing his suit jacket before using the urinal. As the first co-worker explained, the urine shot back and landed all over the second co-worker’s suit jacket. When the second co-worker returned to work, I couldn’t help looking at him a little differently. His suit (which always “seemed” so crisp and clean) looked limp and damp. He had always “seemed” so classy. Nope, things are not always what they seem. Neither are people.
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After everything fell off the top two shelves in my closet (hitting me on the head with most of it) and I had the shelves repaired, I painted the closet with some left over paint.
I painted the back wall (moving a hanging object to the side wall). Then I moved the object and painted the side wall. When it dried, it had a straight line division of two different shades. Knowing this was painted in more than one session, I assumed the line was due to that. So I painted over the line again… and again… and again. Finally I decided it was just a closet and I would run out of paint if I didn’t just accept the stripe.
So I accepted the stripe and moved the hanging thing back to the side wall. The line instantly disappeared as it was just a shadow of the hanging object. Things are not always what they seem.