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Alone In Atlanta (AIA) - Clue
One day, I decided to call one of these particular individuals whom I remained close to. It was his birthday, so I jokingly exaggerated his age and made him aware of all the amenities that he would receive given his new found elderly state. It was then he told me that he wasn’t as old as I thought he was. He lied about his age when we first met to seem older. I laughed but I noticed no laughter coming from the other end of the phone, he seemed serious. Later on, I found out he was in fact joking and was the age he told me initially. Even though it was just a joke, it got me wondering what he has lied about. I started to question everything else that he had ever told me. He’d always been a very private and guarded individual and this situation made me ponder what might not be true about him. One of the things I always questioned about him was his name. Upon meeting, he told me his first name was the same as many of the men in my family. It was because of this. I always called him by his last name. I figured by this point, it had been so long, he wouldn’t remember what he told me anymore. I asked him to spell his first name for me because I was sending out invitations for a party. Turns out that his name was not what he originally told me, affirming my suspicions and causing more suspicions to arise about every other aspect of his being. To this day, I’m still uncertain as to what was the truth and what wasn’t with this particular individual. And was it his positive characteristics or the way he positively lied to me that kept me intrigued? As much as I love a good game of Clue, I don’t like it when it comes to my relationships. Because in that game, we think we can’t lose with lies, but if we don’t use that winning piece that is the truth, the game never ends. I just hope the
next guy I meet doesn’t subject me to another round of Clue and
realizes that he doesn’t have to play the game to be a winner with
me.
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(By
Brittany Manson) August 4, 2009 – In Atlanta, Image is everything.
Everyone’s making their greatest attempt to put their best foot
forward, highlighting their accomplishments; making them almost Nobel
peace prize worthy, and disguising their flaws as minor details, almost
too minute to mention. Sine all we have to go off of are people’s
word, we must take everyone at face value and hope for the best.