Southport Squealer, Part Deux: God helps those who help themselves

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October 06, 2008

God helps those who help themselves


Dead fly - FUTAB, originally uploaded by . : . Samyra.S . : ..

A few days ago, a giant fly was pestering me. By no means was it like a half-man half-fly, but he was big enough that I could feel it when he landed on me. My initial reaction to having a fly buzzing around the house would be to kill it; but then I thought that it would be an insult to the sanctity of life if I simply killed everything that bothered me. (You would probably be dead, ho ho ho.)

Instead, I decided to let the fly go and so he could enjoy himself. They only live for a few weeks, so what's the harm?

Well I'll tell you: that damn fly annoyed the hell out of me. He followed me everywhere. Flew into my TV screen. Zipped around my head as I lay in bed. I even shooed it into the laundry room of my building, and he somehow found his way back into my apartment. It took all my willpower to simply not swat him out of existence.

Then, it also turns out this particular fly was suicidal. I went to brush my teeth, and I thereupon noticed the fly struggling for dear life inside the toilet. After a few seconds of deliberation, I concluded that I could no more allow something to die than to kill it. I reached into my toilet and rescued the fly. Then, he flew right back into the water! This fly was an idiot.

I rescued it again, and made sure to move it away from the toilet. I then left the room, washing my hands (literally and figuratively) of this fly business. I'm proud to say, he was back zipping around the room hours later.

Don't say I never did anything to save a life.

entry no. 1223
Posted at October 6, 2008 03:16 PM


Comments

So what are you now? A doctor?

I thought you were in law school!

Posted by: Anita at October 22, 2008 08:58 PM


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