Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Quill #49 - Soap Dish, Part Deux

For 25 years, I suffered in silence. This one little thing annoyed me, but I managed to remain quiet about it, until one day I snapped. I yelled at my whole family about the way they put the soap on the soapdish in the shower. How could they not know which side was up? One way gave maximum air-drying and minimum melting and they always did it the wrong way - or so I thought.

Almost the same day that I snapped, I found out I was wrong. I went to each person at whom I had yelled and apologized. I told them I was wrong, I was sorry for yelling at them, sorry for being wrong, and even sorry that I was the kind of person who sometimes yelled at others, and who was annoyed by stupid things. I asked them for forgiveness and told them that they had been right about which way to set the soap after a shower. Then, I asked them to return to their previous method. Each one was gracious and accepted my apologies. Each one asked me if I was sure of what I wanted, to which I nodded emphatically, and each one agreed to return to their old ways.

God, in his infinite wisdom, or Loki, in his infinite tricksterhood, has seen fit to remind me of my failings every single day for the rest of my life. Every member of my wonderfully loving family, who would do anything to make me happy, remembers me yelling at them, and what I wanted then. Not one of them remembers the apology.


  1. Oh, Robin, I am so chuckling! And bravo for you, going to each and every one to apologize (who knew? And did they -- or was it luck of the draw?)

    I'm enjoying looking through your blog, and thanks for visiting both The Marmelade Gypsy and Chopsticks and String and entering the drawing. The Gypsy is my "main" blog -- Chopsticks more for book and movie talk. I've been on vacation so slow to visit and to post, but getting back in the swing of things -- hopefully somethings more recent.

    All the best. After reading this and looking down through other posts, I'm sure I'll be back!

  2. I know we talked about this at home, but I can't remember getting yelled at either.

    So...the way we put the soap in the dish now is right? How did you find that out?

  3. Jeanie, thank you for stopping by. I don't know if they are conscious of their actions, but the soap is ALWAYS placed a certain way when I see it. Before the yelling, one way, now the other.

  4. No, dear, the way you do it now is wrong. It is the way I told you to do it when I yelled at you, but I was wrong then. After I apologized, I wanted you to return to the way you HAD done it, but you have - ever since - done it the way I discovered to be wrong. *hangs head in shame*

  5. If it makes you feel any better, I told you the wrong spelling of "deux". The word I gave you means "God".