Face Value

It's funny how:

• We are disturbed when we see funerals, scared to hear news of death, shun the viewing and paying of last respects to the deceased and yet willingly pay to enter the cinema to be haunted by gory episodes of blood splatters and experience the chills and shivers of a stranger-corpse staring and moving towards us.
• Employers always state enthusiasm and course study relevance as important qualities candidates should possess, but yet, pick those that are in totally different fields, and those less earnest/keen ones that require much time and effort to coax before accepting the job.
• We put in so much effort (consciously or subconsciously/whether we admit it or not) to earn praises and compliments of being slim, pretty, smart etc and yet instead of being offended, find/take comfort in frens who tease, ridicule and insult us of being fat, short and stupid.
• We outwardly favour the formidable, dominating team but silently root for and egg the underdogs on.
• We are vehemently fighting to be given personal space at home one moment and patiently queuing up the next at MOS to go into the jammed packed dance rooms.
• We handle work/address issues/manage people/clean up messes competently at work and come back too tired and weary, not knowing how to start clearing the messes in our homes and hearts.
• The criteria that people look out for in their partners/potential partners hardly deviates from i) Must love you, ii)be caring, iii)attentive, iv)sweet- and yet why is it, we are always intrigued by someone with that air of nonchalance, attracted to that arrogance and aloofness, charmed by that streak of rebellion?

The little ironies of life...