I loathe surprises. Are you at all surprised by this declaration? You shouldn’t be.
I would much rather know what is out there than be left to guess. The reality is, I can’t stand not knowing.
why be a hater?
I’m not the only one who dreads surprise. When my son Sam entered the room, I asked his opinion about surprises. Like me, he hates them. He said that knowledge is power. Hmm… hadn’t thought of that.
Being a complete smart ass, Sam went further by saying that lack of knowledge equals lack of power (powerless).
I’m not sure I buy that. There are people who seem rather clueless and have loads of power. Do they go hand in hand? Grr!
not all surprises are equal
I’m not a total kill-joy in the surprise department. I am always pleasantly surprised when someone outperforms to my expectations. This is definitely a surprise that doesn’t leave me hanging.
If I don’t expect anything, it is impossible to be disappointed. Granted, it is unrealistic to say I expect nothing. In the past, I have been disillusioned.
Wow. That does sound kinda bitter. Trust me!! It’s all that spiritual journey soul searching stuff that lead me to this conclusion. If I am OK in the present, I don’t need to be stressed and all that jazz.
no surprises here
Don’t you just hate it when someone wants to surprise you with a lovely gift and leaves you with your mouth hanging open forming a question mark? You have to act like it is the greatest gift ever and you are secretly looking for a gift receipt so you can return it.
Why do people insist on picking something they “know you will love?” It might be clothes you will never wear because either it is too small/large or completely hideous. Better to take me shopping with you or get a giftcard. They always fit.
Please surprise me through fright. I have been known to shriek/pee my pants/send my drink squirting through my nose when someone sneaked behind me and scared me. Really??? The scarer was definitely more surprised from the reaction that I was.
I can’t even imagine what my response might be to a surprise party. Geez.
I was surprised to find out I love painting and that I possess a small talent for it. This is more about self-discovery than years of training. Art, like mermaiding, is a spiritual outlet.
What new surprises lurk around the corner? How would you encounter the surprise? Like me, might you pee your pants (haven’t done that in years) or are you better suited to withstand the surprise.
Do you like surprises at all? Share your surprising thoughts and stories.
This post was inspired by Mama Kat’s weekly writing prompt: A blog post inspired by the word: surprise