Sep 30 2004


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“I want to be fascinating,” Greg said. “Am I fascinating?”

“Well…” said Brigid.

“So I’m not.”

“Perhaps I’m just not easily fascinated,” Brigid suggested.

Greg sunk back into his chair. “It’s not just you; nobody thinks I’m fascinating.”

“I think maybe you’re trying too hard; or possibly that you’re focusing on yourself too much. The most fascinating people I know are too busy being fascinated by other things to notice how fascinating they are, do you follow?”

“No,” said Greg. “Not really.”

“Well look, do you remember the party the other night, when Taylor wouldn’t stop talking about his new car and all the bells and whistles on it?”


“Did that fascinate you?”

“Heck no, it was dull as dirt.”

“Precisely my point,” said Brigid. “Who did fascinate you?”

“Sharon’s story about her crazy uncle,” Greg replied.

“Yes, exactly!” Brigid poked a finger into the air to emphasize her point. “She wasn’t trying to be fascinating! She just jumped headfirst into the story and told it with all she had. It wasn’t about her at all, do you see?”

Greg sighed. “But I’m no good at being interested in anything but myself.”

Brigid rolled her eyes. “I know, I know.”

-The Gneech

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