I was in the middle of watching "Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind" and "90210" when my internet got all screwy and decided that it didn't want to continue streaming. Good thing it was just the beginning of the tv show/movie or else I would've screamed bloody murder. Anyway, so there I was reloading the specific pages when I decided to leave my room to give it a moment, and headed for my brother's room just to bug him.
I rarely go inside his room because he's always either in my parents' room or in the family room with his head so close to the TV it was like he was making out it with it. So there he was "fixing his school bag"; translation: Watching TV and playing with his star wars toys. I thought he was watching deal or no deal (haha), because there was a girl standing on a small platform with a number on it, in a gold bikini. But then I thought "gold bikinis?" That didn't look like Deal or no deal to me. Wiley mentioned that it was a game show entitled "IDENTITY". The concept? 12 people standing on podiums, 12 identities given (robber, air guitar contestant, weighs 125 lbs. etc...) and the contestant has to match the correct description with the person. Pretty fascinating huh?
I found myself glued to the TV squealing with the audience as the contestant (who was really cute by the way) weighed the possibilites of each person. The probability of winning $500,000 was pretty nerveracking, but getting half a million dollars for giving a person an identitywas pretty exciting too right? That's why the contestant never backed down. It was $500 000 or zilch, but he chose to journey on because he was so thrilled with the new found power of identifying a person. When it boiled right down to the final two the descriptions left were "Chimney sweep" or "Pick-pocket". The last two people standing were both small, had blazers on, cargo pants, and a polo shirt. The only thing that was different was the way they moved. Number 3 was all smiles, pretty tan, had eyes that looked manyakis and ears that stretched to the pacific. Perfect for Mr. pick-pocket I believe. On the other hand, number 6 was full out American, had glasses, was calm, and had small fingers. Anyway, the cute contestant "locked in" his answer which was Number 3 as the chimney sweep. NUMBER 3! The guy who kept smiling and wiggling his eyebrows and winking as well. I swear, if you saw him...he really did look like a pick-pocket. The contestant got it correct. He won $500 000, and I believe this was because he didn't just go with how the players looked. He weighed the pros and cons...possibilites left and right. And he got it. He won half a million dollars!
I was so intrigued that I surfed for the show online, and found out that it was on hold. Pretty weird huh? I mean, we humans play this game every single day of our lives. We have lunch with our friends, and we give identities to the snooty looking women sitting a few tables away. We go to the mall, peep inside an expensive botique store and chid to ourselves Hmmm...that girl doesn't look like she can afford that bag she's holding or while walking from one shop to the other, we see a girl in mega high platforms, bleached blonde hair, a midrif and itty bitty pek-pek (sorry for the language) shorts and we easily snicker "HOE HOE HOE!". I too am guilty of this. My college friends and I would either hangout in SJ walk, or I would accompany them as they filled their lungs with icky smoke in Agno as we made remarks about certain people who would walk by.
Every single time we do this, my friend Marice would always say "I wonder what they say about us as well." I'm sure we've been bashed a couple of times. I'm positive that people give remarks about what we wear as well, or how we act, or how we talk. I personally think that in each life time, we are all guilty of being a contestant in this game show, except it's in real life.
Is it really just human nature to do such things? Do we really just love the extra gossip, and trash talk to entertain ourselves? Or is it possible to actually look at a person and see beyond the stereotypes? Sometimes I wish it were possible. Sometimes I actually believe that it can be done. I sound so idealistic right? But maybe it is possible if we monitor ourselves. Hey, i'm not saying that we should never do it. I have to admit that it can be a lot of fun at times. I don't want to be a hypocrite and tell you that I'm never goiong to do it again, because I'm sure I will in less than a few hours. It was just a thought you know?
Next time maybe we can play snakes and ladders, or tic-tac-toe instead. We don't get $500 000, but in exchange...we might actually feel a little bit better for being a little less judgemental, as well as the possibility of being hated a little less. Haha. Now tell me, who can put a price tag on that?
I know you know
my boyfriend is out of town
so have a drink,
let's talk it over.
my boyfriend is out of town
so have a drink,
let's talk it over.
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