Saturday, November 15, 2008

Is having a fish like having a fake boyfriend? An essay on humanity.

My ward just implemented this fake boyfriend thing...if you'd like more details, I'll give them to you, but needless to say I had some strong feelings about this. I wrote a little essay on it.


I had a very special man in my life once. He was amazing. He was always there when I needed him, he always listened no matter what he never judged me. I felt so comfortable around him. He got along well with all my family and friends. Granted, he would never let me get very close. He had his hesitations. Despite his hesitations however, I got attached to this man. I should've seen that it would never work, but I fell and I fell hard. And this man couldn't even catch me, in fact he didn't have any arms. That was difficult. But nonetheless, I pretended that it could work. In my heart of hearts I knew that he only stuck around because he had to. If I had let him go he would have swam wild. And yet inexplicably, my heart lept every time I went home and found him anxiously waiting for me. I blissfully ignored his indifference in me after I fed him. I thought we really had something. I thought he cared. But now I'll never know. I'll never know because, first of all he went belly up, second of all, it never had a chance to work because it was fake. His name was Elmer, and Elmer was a fish. So I would like to propose this question: is being in love with a fish kind of like like having a fake boyfriend, and does my love affair with Elmer teach me or Elmer about what it's like to date?

2 comments:

Jenn said...

No. A real boy is super high maintenance, unlike a fish, whom you can neglect for weeks on end and he never moves on to new relationship. Plus the fish never complains, never tells you your cooking is bad, never tells you "that shirt doesn't look good on you," or neglects you in favor of the Big Game. Although it's true, sometimes it FEELS like he's saying "I love you" with his fishy eyeballs. So maybe in a way it is like a fake, plastic, disposable boyfriend. But not a real boyfriend.

Nicki said...

Ah- the inner workings of the brain of Laura Lee Hess