Showing posts with label fish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fish. Show all posts

Friday, April 25, 2008

Words and Conversations

There’s an old standard gag in sitcoms (it may date back to Vaudeville, I don’t know) where two people are having a having a conversation about two different things, but they both think that they are talking about the same thing. One my favorite examples of this was done on a show called Barney Miller about thirty years ago. The title character was a police captain in charge of the detectives in the12th precinct of New York City. One of the characters in the show was a Detective Fish, played by Abe Vigoda, who must have been the oldest detective on the New York City police force (in fact, Fish was forced to retire during the show’s run). Frequently on the show they would touch on his health problems. In one episode, Barney discovers that they have rats in the building, and calls an exterminator. When the exterminator shows up, he seems like somebody that should have retired a long time ago. While the exterminator is doing his inspection, a call comes in, and everyone leaves, except Fish. Fish gets a call from his doctor; some test results have come back, and they think that Fish may have kidney stones. They want to do more tests to see how big the stones are, to determine the best course of treatment. While Fish is on the phone, the exterminator finishes his inspection, and comes to make his report. He waits at a respectful distance until Fish hangs up the phone, and then sidles up and says, “You’ve got quite a problem.” Of course, Fish, getting off the phone hearing about kidney stones, thinks that this other man is addressing his kidney stone problem, instead of the rats. “Don’t I know it,” Fish says, and sizing up the other man, “I suppose you’ve seen this sort of thing before?” “Oh, sure, many times.” “What’s it like?” “Well, when they’re small, they come, they go, you don’t even notice, but when they’re big, they’ll tear you apart.” The look on Abe Vigoda’s face is pure comedy gold.
Of course, that’s a sitcom, that could never happen in real life. Couldn’t it? We have a tendency to develop filters. We don’t mean to, and often we aren’t even aware that we have done it, but, like Pavlov’s dog, we end up with trained responses. Certain words or phrases will set us off, because of associations that the other person may not even be aware of. Sometimes, as in the example above, what should have been obvious (the exterminator is talking about the problem that he was hired to assess and take are of) isn’t so obvious, because a recent experience is affecting our thought processes (getting a phone call about a medical problem makes it hard to think about anything else for awhile). I was at a worship service once where a visitor showed up, and it was obvious that he had been drinking. The pastor asked us to sing, “Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus,” and this visitor stood up. It was fairly obvious to me that he heard the words, “Stand up” and thought he was supposed to stand up. It was equally obvious to the pastor, having done a lot of street evangelism, and having had to deal with less-than-sober people in his services, that this man thought he had something to say. The pastor told this man to sit down, that he wasn’t going to let him speak, the man looked absolutely dumbfounded. He opened his mouth to explain or to argue, and the pastor had him thrown out. Now, I will admit that I may have misread the situation; maybe this guy really intended to disrupt our worship services, but it looked to me like he just didn’t really understand what was going on. And by the way, if you think that I’m blaming the pastor for his reaction, keep in mind that I might have been able to resolve the situation more amicably if I had pointed out what the situation looked like to me, but I didn’t.
I think that we all need to strive for understanding, and we need to work at getting our own personal little connotations get in the way. What someone says, doesn’t always mean what we think it means, and sometimes we allow ourselves to get upset before we understand what they meant, and that just makes it all the more difficult.

Friday, June 08, 2007

What Do You Want?

Well, it is time to blog again, and, once again, I am at a loss for words.
The men's group at church is having a fish-fry tonight. As much as I like fish, and as much fun as it promises to be, I find myself really not wanting to go. I don't really have a reason not to go, I just don't want to. I don't even have a reason why I don't want to. I'm going to go; and hopefully I'll have a good time. Maybe I need to pray about that.
It's funny how sometimes what we want and what we need not only don't match, but are directly opposite of each other. Of course, sometimes what we want and what we want are in direct opposition. For example: I want to be built like Governor Schwarzenegger, but I also want to eat like a pig, and lay on the couch and watch TV all the time. I want to be able, at any time, to give an answer of the hope that I have of eternal life, but I would rather take a nap than study my Bible. You can probably think of lots more examples.
I'm going to do a little travelling down a rabbit trail, now (just letting you know). I know a lot of people who want to be spiritual and want to go to Heaven, but they don't want to study the Bible, or they don't want to do any of the things in the Bible. I've had people tell me, "Oh, as long as you're doing your best. God will let you into Heaven." What I'd like to know is, if doing your best doesn't include reading the Bible, then what makes you think any of the rest of that is any good anyway?
Once I had somebody use the 'car wash analogy' on me. What he said was, basically, "If you owned a car wash, and you had an employee that didn't do things exactly the way you wanted, you wouldn't just fire him, as long as he got the cars clean, right?" That makes sense, in and of itself, but let's look at it a little deeper. First of all, you have a lot of chemicals in a car wash. There's glass cleaner, detergent, bug cleaner, degreaser, tire cleaner, and whitewall cleaner. OSHA (Our Savior Has Arrived) will expect any employee at the car wash to be familiar with the safety precautions and interaction warnings of each of these chemicals. If you, as my employee, don't get to know these things, OSHA can, and probably will, shut down my car wash (I am not letting you get my business shut down--besides, I don't want any of my employees to get hurt). Furthermore, although the main objective is to make sure cars get clean, I, as the owner, want to make sure that ALL the cars going through my wash get clean. If Ray normally brings his car through on Tuesday, but this week got something nasty on his car on Friday, and comes in Saturday for a wash, he's going to expect the exact same treatment that he normally gets on Tuesday. For that reason, I'm going to have a checklist made up to make sure everything that supposed to get done gets done every time a car comes through my wash, no matter which of my employees happen to be working that day. That means that I'm going to have some written material at my car wash: The checklist and the MSDS sheets for the chemicals. Each of my employees is going to know these things. If you haven't read, indeed, are not familiar with, the written guidelines of my car wash, then, no, you are not going to collect a paycheck. Having said that, do you really think that God gave us the written material that he gave us just for it to sit on a shelf and collect dust? Granted, God isn't worried about OSHA shutting Him down, or maintaining ISO 9001 certification, but there are things in there that He wants us to know. Isn't it just common sense that we read up?
I read somewhere that the Bible is still the best selling book in America, but that more Americans have actually read the IKEA catalog. I think they were being facetious, but it's kind of a scary thought, just the same.