Introspection
A few years ago I was strolling down Government Street in Victoria, and noticed a new shop: it sold nothing but mirrors... fancy, gothic, whimsical, practical, gilded, plain... but all mirrors. I stepped inside.
The owner was quite chatty, and as this was the first day he was open, he was also quite excited. We talked about the fairly limited clientele that would patrionize a shop that sold only mirrors, and he said "I thought about introducing some other decorative items, but...." and he trailed off.
So I finished for him: "... but upon reflection you decided to just go with mirrors?"
"Yes," he said. "I thought that would be best."
Nothing. Not a glimmer of acknowledgement. Total deadpan. Really... makes ya think, doesn't it?
Introspection
A few years ago I was strolling down Government Street in Victoria, and noticed a new shop: it sold nothing but mirrors... fancy, gothic, whimsical, practical, gilded, plain... but all mirrors. I stepped inside.
The owner was quite chatty, and as this was the first day he was open, he was also quite excited. We talked about the fairly limited clientele that would patrionize a shop that sold only mirrors, and he said "I thought about introducing some other decorative items, but...." and he trailed off.
So I finished for him: "... but upon reflection you decided to just go with mirrors?"
"Yes," he said. "I thought that would be best."
Nothing. Not a glimmer of acknowledgement. Total deadpan. Really... makes ya think, doesn't it?