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You get a completely unexpected job offer and
are asked to make a decision about it in a matter of hours, and you do.
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You drive the farthest out of town you have any
evening in a while on the one day you get a blizzard and have to creep home on
back country roads at night.
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During said drive home, you see a huge snowplow
stuck in a ditch on the side of the highway.
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You feel too crummy and worn-out to stop by the
local kick-off event for the international outreach organization you’ve been
involved with for years even when it’s being held less than ten minutes away
and your very own mother is the local coordinator for the campaign.
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After faithfully attending daily Mass since last
Ash Wednesday, even while on vacation, your spouse is so sick that he not only
misses Ash Wednesday Mass, but also all of the other daily masses the week
beginning Lent this year.
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Lots of people flip out over the thought of
making it mandatory to get an ultrasound before an abortion, something numerous
studies have shown lead women to the realization that the fetus in their womb
is a person not a blob of tissue, at which point a very high percentage around
90% choose life for their child. I’m
very confused! You’re about to pay someone
to use a high-powered vacuum to suck a living human being out of your womb (which
causes you physical, emotional, and spiritual damage as well as killing a
child), and you’re saying it’s unreasonable to make it mandatory for them to do
what is part of a routine examination women before that?! This seems to
make about as much sense as going in for a mastectomy, but refusing the
uncomfortable procedure of having a mammogram first.
Clearly lopping off a breast with a malignant tumor in it and ending an
innocent child’s life are vastly different and nowhere even close on the
spectrum of morality and ethics.
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After a night when you and your spouse were only
able to get a couple hours of sleep due to various illness issues, your spouse
gets the following message in his fortune cookie: “You will sleep well at
night.” The next morning, after not
sleeping all that well, you suggest perhaps it was because your spouse didn’t
bring the fortune to bed and put it under his pillow.
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You and your spouse both get called for jury
duty. He gets out of it for medical
reasons, and you get to call in every Friday to for the next month to see if
you’ll be appearing in court the following Monday.
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Your spouse disassembles various parts of the
fairing of his motorcycle to bring them inside and give them a bath.
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The most directionally challenged/adept at
finding the ghetto in any city person in your household (in ours, I’m that
person), finds a very dusty Easyfinder Map of Richmond that has been missing
for months while looking for a neon yellow highlighter (which you just had in
hand, but can’t for the life of you find a few minutes later).
