“Good point!” I exclaimed. “If I didn’t set the goal, then I wouldn’t ever consider an inability to achieve it a failure. So, let me revise my definition: The inability to accomplish a goal that I have established.”
Dick was drinking room-temperature water. His reason had albania telegram data something to do with cold water impeding digestion. I wondered if that also applied to beer but I hadn’t yet asked him.
“But, what if you never establish any goals?” he continued.
I was pondering the answer to that when our food arrived.
“Chicken panini?”
“That’s me,” I said. “Hey, Dick, why don’t you ask the waitress?”
“Ask me what?” the waitress inquired politely although I noticed her smile was fading fast.
“How do you define failure?” Dick asked.
“Oh, I don’t believe in failure.” The smile was back and then the waitress was gone.
“I don’t think that’s a definition as much as it is a philosophy,” I opined as I took a bite of my pressed sandwich. “After all, just because you don’t believe in something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”
Dick had dismantled his sandwich and was eating the pastrami with a knife and fork.
“Why did you get a sandwich if you weren’t going to eat the bread?” I asked.
“Because they won’t let you order just a stack of pastrami,” Dick replied as he stabbed a square of his spiced meat. “Now back to the question of failure.”
“I don’t know. It seems there is a difference between ‘failure’ and ‘being a failure’.”
“How so?”
Would that mean that your failure was impossible?
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