Readers may thing that there is something seriously wrong with me, considering that I’m posting what they interpret as low, self-defeating and sad stuff. Let me assure you, first hand, that such is not the case, it just happens that way, and is in no way indicative of my current mood, or whatever. Blah!
Anyway, so there was this mail I received. It was a forward about how a guy fell in love with a gal who sold CDs at the music store, and he, as most Indian guys (yeah, bring on the stereotypes!), never had to courage to go and ask her out. So he’d keep buying CDs from her, and it’d go on and on. Finally, he dies (or something like that) and his mom clears out the closet full of unopened CDs. Guess what she finds in every single of them: A note from the gal, saying that she thinks he is cute, and if he’d like to go out with her. Yes, you can go WTF? and roll your eyes now.
And so that is that, the ending was sad, miserable even.
So then some smart arse replies to it, saying that he can provide for an alternate ending: The gal meets the guy’s aunt or something, and finds about the unopened CDs, and the guy isn’t dead, but in the church about to be married… She rushes there, has a one-on-one with the fiancée, and the fiancée wants the best for the hero, so she allows our heroine to go ahead, and then they live happily married ever after.
With a comeback: So enjoy the second ending, the earlier one shows life can be sad this one shows life can be good too.
Yeah, right.
Grow up.
Seriously.
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BTW, if he’d have bought all those CDs from an online store, say Amazon or something, the algorithm, trying to determine what to suggest him the next time he visits, would go insane. Just imagine: “What the hell is wrong with this guy? He seems to be buying anything I throw at him. I can’t even establish a pattern with his purchases… Whaaaaaaa! ;’(“
Hehe.