There are many scales to measure weight, pressure, wealth, poverty, obesity and others. I want to invent one that can measure a being's mental state. I am calling it the Yum Yum scale (to be phonetically sensitive).
It will run from feeling chirpy on the far left to sheer boredom to outright panic on the far right. Now why would you want to do that? For one it is a good use of an otherwise futile Friday (which is neither a weekend nor feel like a workday conundrum). Secondly as I was sitting in the dentist chair today waiting for Godot (aka Dentist) I could not help think of how I would measure my present spiritual condition.
Godot because it always feels like there is an endless wait. Not sure why they make appointments when they know they are always running late. Besides you are always debating the whole value prop of being there in the first place. One more minute and I am out of here... at which point he shows up and escorts me to his inner sanctums to look at my inner sanctums.
The dentist chair ranks high /far right on the scale where you dread the inevitable buzz saws and high pressure water jets that are going to make an appearance within the confines of aforementioned sanctum providing jarring acoustics and a jaw disabling stretch that can last many minutes depending on the treatment.
Somewhere lower on the scale (moving right to left) is the wait at the car service dealership. Some refer to this as a lube job. There may be something to that. General waiting at said facility occurs as the conveyance needs its oil and gasket changed after three months of abuse at my hands and feet. But once your car disappears in to their tunnels and the cheery hostess informs you to wait in the waiting room and avail of their complimentary coffee - it sounds like famous last words. This would be a good time for a Jewish Joke channel to start loudly sharing its wealth. For that matter any jokes would do.
Flipping through the channel switcher yields soaps upon soaps which further frustrate the guest. Again on the spot yoga tricks might come handy - I am working on it.
Finally I can think of buying the car itself as one of the (hopefully infrequent) hair pull exercises that one subjects themselves to. You have no idea what the dealer is talking about - most of the times if you are informed consumer like I like to think of myself - its like a no win conversation with this idiot.
They seem to not want you to leave but their proposals make no sense and you are almost out of the chair when they invite more idiots from some inner rooms to join you in a coffee break. These wear more expensive ties and usually want to know how you are doing. I am not doing anything... I am going nuts - I want to leave.
Here is another essay on the subject of first names. As in birth names. Or names provided to an offspring at birth. While the developed world tends to shy away from the exotic like Refrigerator or Coca Cola for their new production there is a plethora of Jims and Johns and Bobs or Robs. Speaking of which I do not think there is a categoric decision point at the time of birth if a child will be hereafter called as Bob. I mean have not yet met a toddler called Bob or Rob for that matter. At some point though the parental instinct to mouth out multiple syllables runs out and they switch from calling the crawler Robert to simply Robbie to Rob. Now speaking of - it is strange that the name sounds like something you would not want Rob to do - i.e. Rob anyone. Then why call someone that? After all Rob Peter to Pay Paul is not exactly a maxim to live a young life? Is it? Perhaps Peter or Paul might want to have a say in it? Then there is this matter of going to the John. Why degrad...
Measuring spiritual condition is easy- it is counted by the number of pegs of spirits that you have imbibed. The higher the better-for you but not necessarily others.
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