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NTDL #51 – The “P” Word

The “P” Word

No, I am sad to say this post will not be similar to Sesame Street. I will not dwell on awesome topics that start with “P” like pandas and play-dough.

Also, the “P” word is not referring to a socio-political, racially controversial, or an academic term that starts with a P an ends in “ism” or “ist”.

When I say the “P” word, I am talking about the dreaded term…

“POTENTIAL”

If you have ever been categorized under this before, you know what I mean. Whether it be in the world of sports, work force or academia…this a loaded term.

To have potential is great. We all have it in different areas of our lives. We all especially had it in our youth. Man, “potential”…it was endless! I was in an enrichment class for science in grade 2 and man did I take advantage of that! I am now a 4th year English major who dislikes the use of standard punctuation/sentence structure regulations AND who has very minimal interest surrounding most scientific topics.

I digress.

I just always recall the term “potential” being used on young adults who were past that time in their life where their age was an excuse, and were on their way to being those…disappointments. Not that they are actually disappointments! That isn’t what I am getting at. These people (myself included) who had potential, never asked to be placed in the “potential pot”.

Example Scenario: A tall 12 year old girl (not me, man…wish I had height potential, my genetics decided otherwise. Thanks mom and dad.)

Potential: Wow! She has so much potential in (insert every sport where height is beneficial)!!!

The let down: She tries and tries constantly in athletics. People keep giving her chances because she has potential (although it was her genetic code, not skill, that placed her inadvertently in the athletic potential pot). By the time she is 18, she chooses to not play sports in university because 1. She has a passion for bird watching 2. she has zero coordination which has led her to dislike most sports.

Reaction of others: What a waste of potential. She could have been great. If only she had the work ethic…and skill…and desire…and…etc.

The above is a very general and COMMON scenario.

Anywho. Can anyone relate? Can anyone recall someone who was placed in similar situation?

You see, I had potential to be a model…

But my dreams were derailed by chocolate and biceps.

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NTDL #42: The Fundraising Fatty


I have one question.

Who came up with the idea of selling chocolate bars to raise money?

  1. They are a genius
  2. I dislike you a lot

Think about it. A little kid comes up to you and asks you in a soft almost quivering voice: “would you like to buy a chocolate bar? I’m raising money for the homeless shelter”

Okay. Stop right there. I am at a serious disadvantage here. Not only do they have the benefit of that adorable wide-eyed “I’m so innocent and care about people still” look BUT they are also raising money for a good cause! I have no chance, no choice…check mate! Making me question my selflessness while dangling a sugary indulgence in front of me…WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE.

In my head – Ohhh surrre, act all innocent. Just standing there, with all your will power and such. That’s cool. Do your thing. Prey on the weak. We’ll both see who the righteous one is come judgement day (not sure when this is…maybe halloween…or my next doctor’s appointment…or my stint on the biggest loser).

Anyways. So much for that diet I never started because I ran into a kid selling candy apples yesterday for the Hurricane Sandy relief efforts. You know what? Why don’t you sell umbrellas! I’d buy one. It would be a win-win. You’d make money AND I would not feel guilty about eating a chocolate bar (though it’s usually plural) that I bought AND I would have an umbrella (I really need one).

Oh! and another thing! Say you were all like:

“I’m not eating junk food for the next week. I’ve eaten terribly lately”.

And then…POOF! This kid approaches YOU!

Wide eyes and all…

Whether it was in front of a grocery store, at a sporting event OR the worst of all…

…your front door.

Well, it must be a sign then! You were not meant to eat healthy. If junk finds YOU, then you are in the clear! It should be “guilt free” because your conscience was in the right place…you gave money to a good cause, and gave sugar to your overly active sweet tooth.

But let’s be honest here. We never really give those kids 2 dollars because we want to support whatever they are doing. We are selfish and want candy.

Nuff said.