Thinking

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A friend sent me this - enjoy - or not - as you will.:-)))

 

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TA - Thinkers Anonymous

It started out innocently enough. I began to think

at parties now and then to loosen up. Inevitably

though, one thought led to another, and soon

I was more than just a social thinker I began

to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I

knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and

more important to me, and finally I was thinking

all the time. I began to think on the job. I knew

that thinking and employment don't mix, but I

couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at

lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka.

I would return to the office dizzied and confused,

asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

Things weren't going so great at home either. One

evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife

about the meaning of life. She spent that night at

her mother's. I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker.

One day the boss called me in. He said, " I like you,

and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become

a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll

have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.

 

I came home early after my conversation with the boss.

"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking...I know you've

been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!But,

Honey, surely it's not that serious.It is serious," she

said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college

professors, and college professors don't make any

money, so if you keep on thinking we won't have any

money!That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently,

and she began to cry. I'd had enough. "I'm going to

the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door. I headed

for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche. I roared

into the parking lot and ran up to the big glass doors...

they didn't open. The library was closed. As I sank to

the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering

for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy

thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably

recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinkers

Anonymous poster. Which is why I am what I am today:

a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At

each meeting we watch a non educational video; last

week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about

how we avoided thinking since the last meeting. I still have

my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just

seemed... easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped

thinking.

 

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Peace - I think - Michael