Parental Fibs #1

Everyone Lies.

Only, I don’t.

If you ask me a straight question, then I will give you a straight answer, no matter what the consequences. If my answer ends our friendship then so be it; if you use the truthful information I have provided as the reason to leave you cheating husband, then I wear the responsibility of that, because, well, at night: I can sleep.

I don’t live with anyone’s conscience but my own and I intend to live struggle free when it come to all matters truth related. It’s not very noble, infact it can be seen as quite selfish as people don’t always want to hear the truth; hell, I have wished I hadn’t heard the stark reality of my situation from another’s mouth before now.

Now, just to clarify, I am in no way a busy body…I don’t gossip or go out of my way to tell people things about themselves or others, but if you asked me a question for which I have that answer, then I would [answer truthfully].
I used to lie. It was “easier”, especially about little things, “bending the truth” to suit the situation; but I vowed that I wouldn’t raise liars, so I lead by example.

Thing is (after all my wittering about being so honest), I just told a lie. It was noticable in the sea of truth that is my world, it was a little fib – a “white” lie

…a rose by any other name and all of that…it was still a lie.

My phone was blaring out an old playlist of “Me” music that I only ever usually listen to with earphones…all the old stuff that doesn’t get radio airplay and would be wrecked by trying to find a “radio edit” suitable for the children to partake in. Baby J had managed to activate the MP3 playing capabilities however and so it was idly blaring Frank Zappa – Bobby Brown Goes Down. Great song. Genius in fact, but if my eldest ever asks you, then I would appreciate you colluding with me in my lie :

LINE: “I tell you people, I was not ready, when I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie”.

IS NOW: I tell you people, I was not ready when I bought this Bike by the name of Freddie.

(I am rather relieved he walked in halfway through the song or I would have bastardised a great song all the way through).

I KNOW, I know…I suck.

~ by Femme on June 28, 2007.