Ask a Blogger, #19

A fun little blogging game made up by AJ @ AJ's Ramblings. Here are the rules:

1. Blogger 1 posts a question on their blog.
2. The first person to comment on said Blogger's post needs to direct readers to their blog, and then becomes Blogger 2.
3. Blogger 2 answers Blogger 1's question on his/her own blog (so Blogger 2's blog).
4. Blogger 2 posts a question on his/her blog.
5. And then the new Blogger repeats step 1-4.

The question asked was...
What was the worst thing you have done in life and what was the best thing you have done?

I had a good answer for this yesterday, and now have forgotten. So I have thought long and hard about it (no pun), and come to the conclusion that I am emotionally dead inside. That sounds really dramatic, but there just are not a lot of things that I feel especially one way or the other about.

There are things that I think would be traditional answers that most people would think are the worst things, but even though I regret them, I don't feel particularly bad about them today. There are three things that still resonate with me to this very day--all of which I think I have blogged about before. So my 'worst thing' is actually three things that I cant decide between:

• Not forcing my dad to go to the hospital the night he called me when my mom was out of town. I am certain that the doctors would've given him tests, determined there was blockage, and he would've had a bypass and been here today. This tears at my heart every single day of my life. I don't 'blame' myself, but know that I could've chosen different actions that would lead to a different result. What makes it worse is that I was in a hurry to leave to go see a movie with a friend. This hurts.


• I took advantage of a drunk friend when he was 16 and I was 17. He looked up to me, and I thought he was hot. I mean he agreed to it at the time- I didn't force anything, but I know that he probably regretted it, and I did too. He was too good of a friend, and it definitely hurt the relationship.


• When I was a manager at the movie theatre, there was asilly 'fight club' that the employees started. They would video tape themselves in the woods beating each other up for fun. It was stupid, but most fights were barely that. However, one day the two hottest employees (one of which I had a huge crush on, and I was friends with) wanted to be in the fight club. So I let them go early, to go be a part of this. Well it turns out that the one employee (super hot, like model hot) really hated the other (my friend). The fight got way out of hand, and my friend was really beaten up. I felt very responsible because I let them out of work early, just so I could see the video of them half naked (thinking it was just going to be wrestling around). The friend was actually really upset with me, because he was trying to impress me. I almost lost my friend out of this.

For the best thing, I was once part of a team that helped rebuild some houses in inner memphis for people in poverty. I really enjoyed this, and felt a real sense of community. I would like to think this is the best thing... but that doesn't resonate with me today like it probably should. I think the best thing is receiving the department award for outstanding work in my undergraduate program. Only one person gets it a year out of the entire department. I got the award, and received a book that all of the faculty had written best wishes in. This is still a source of strong pride to this day. I worked my ass off in my undergraduate classes, and was ecstatic to receive this award as recognition. Although, I think there were probably more qualified recipients.

Next question:
( I don't know if we've had this one already or not )
If you could've grown up anywhere in the world, would you have preferred to grow up somewhere else?

Much Love,
Steve