How to Face Reality
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A mutual friend once asked Ric how someone gets through my shell to know “the real Meyer.” Ric told them that there is no shell, and what they thought was a shell was “the real Meyer.” Ric told me that later, and I found it funny. He also told me that the person he was talking to looked horrified at that idea, which I found hilarious.
Which, now that I think about it, might be part of the problem.
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There have been times when I’ve been afraid, and I have muttered the following to myself:
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
Many of you probably recognize that’s a quote from Dune. Obviously, I wasn’t afraid of looking like a dork.
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I worked at the juice bar at a health club. The sales staff used to come sit at the bar and talk about their work. I would listen to them. I have never even considered signing up for a membership at a health club since.
Also, the lifeguard used to come hang out at the juice bar. Note: I did not say that he did this when he was “off duty.” He would often be the only lifeguard on duty when he was at my bar instead of in his super-tall chair by the pool. I asked him how he could see people drowning in the pool in another room while watching the TV at the juice bar. His answer was, “Someone’ll come get me. There’s plenty of time. The human brain can last four minutes without oxygen.”
Like I said, I haven’t even considered joining a health club since I worked at that place.
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