It’s amazing how that poor girl at the front office gets screwed up everyday by unsatisfied customers, screamed at by unhappy guests, bullied and stepped all over by spoilt rich heiress who demands better service, having to endure being showered upon by spittles and unsavoury remarks from just about every other annoyed visitors, when actually, it really isn’t her fault at all.
I mean, just think about it. Why do we scream at that waitress when we find a little black, almost burnt, cockroach floating in that colour-less mushroom soup we ordered? Did she put it there? Did she like, "Whoohooo, look, a little black cockroach! Let’s boil it in this mushroom soup and serve it to that customer so that she’ll scream at me!"? First of all, would she even be in the kitchen, watching the Chef prepare that soup?
And that poor hostess at the club. It’s already bad enough that she has to stand there in that awful short skirt and dangerously high heels all night, with a smile plastered on her heavily painted face, we just have to add to her misery by shouting at her when she tells us in her most patient tone, "Sorry sir, but I’m afraid you can’t come in. We have a dresscode here". It’s NOT her fault for stopping us from going in. She’s only following instructions from her boss. So, why don’t we look for her boss instead, shout at him instead, instead of shouting at the poor girl?
Fine. So what I’m actually getting to is this. Why do we always get blamed for something that we did NOT do?
Whether its at work, or at home, or even in a fucking relationship (and I AM refering to an existent as well as a NON-existent relationship here), we get blamed for something that isn’t even our fault at all.
Is it so wrong for me to JUST be my crazy self instead of having to plaster a fake professional front on my face whenever I’m in the office? If people are going to get to know me, then they should get to know ALL of me, isn’t it? And if they like what they see, is that my fault at all? Do we blame the coffee for making coffee-lovers out of almost everyone?
And….I happen to be very much in LOVE with a particular person. So. Sue me! Is it so wrong for me to be able to feel love, to be able to find so much space in my heart to love someone? Hell, I can love whomever I want to, thank you, and YOU can’t stop me. And if YOU happen to be the person I’m in love with but you don’t want my love, then DON’T accept it. But YOU can’t stop me from loving you. Just like how I don’t stop YOU from loving anyone else. So, can you fault me for being able to feel so much passion?
Is it my fault for not trusting you anymore? Obviously, I have a good reason why I don’t trust you anymore. So, can you blame me for questioning your every move, for looking at you suspiciously when I have every right to be?! So, why don’t you crawl back to that corner of yours and just try to think for ONE FUCKING SECOND why I can’t be blamed for not hanging onto every single word that comes out from your mouth anymore!
So see here. Why don’t ALL of us just crawl back into our corners, and just sit down to ponder on the fact that is it only human nature to blame others for something not their fault?
Is it only human nature to push aside something that we ourselves cannot face, and therefore it leads to us pointing our fingers at someone else instead?
I lied. You don’t trust me anymore. I blame you for not being understanding.
Everyone in the office likes hanging out with you. I don’t like it. I blame you for flirting with them (when you were actually just being yourself).
I walked-out on our relationship a long time ago. I’m back for a second chance. You don’t want to forgive me. I blame you for being proud.
I pushed you away when you asked for help. Now, I need yours. You refuse to help me. I blame you for being unforgiving.
I rest my case.
