Tonight I told the others in the 7-day writing challenge that I will not be writing anything "deep" tonight. So prepare for some light humor inspired by a question I saw earlier today. It was about whether it is right or wrong, to offer feedback on sites without being asked to do so. This is my answer in artistic form. Just have fun. Not meant to offend...just relax! :) Who knows, that little flying saucer my come by to abduct you in your sleep...

He looked at himself in the mirror, though he could barely see himself in the dim light coming from the other room and thought, “I look perfect.” His wife had told him repeatedly earlier that the light bulb needed replacing, but he thought he could see quite fine.

He is all set to leave the house, only to discover when he arrived at the event, that he was wearing two different color shoes. It was too late to turn back now. He hadn't listened to his wife and changed the light bulb, now he is sorry. He thought he was ok because all of his shoes were paired out neatly and in order as usual (or so he thought).

“How could I have made this mistake?” he grumbled to himself while wanting to dive head first into any hole nearby. He is now on the platform and it’s too late to turn back now. There are 1000 persons in the audience. The lighting team is doing a fantastic job tonight. The brightest lights are on display as they highlight his almost dapper attire.

His face is bright with shame and he pretends that no one has noticed his mismatched shoes. However, he sees a few people laughing and (correctly) assumes that every smile, laugh or giggle is directed at him. “How can I concentrate on the task at hand,” or the task at foot, I should say (funny narration isn’t it?). However, he managed to get through. He performed every song with passion, though no one knows he is really angry with himself. He is just taking out his shame and frustration on the piano keys. He even plays a song that was not on his set-list tonight. The music has an energetic flavor tonight” everyone says. “Never has he played with such passion.”

As he gets up to prepare for a bow in appreciation of the audience’s response, the applause is deafening. Humbled, he bends down to give a polite bow, only to notice that not only were his shoes mismatched, they were also two left-foot shoes. Now he realizes that’s why they felt a little funny. It was not his swollen pride... sorry toe from a previous mishap... And the deafening applause wasn't really all applause either. It was a strange mix of genuine appreciation for his performance and laughter at his appearance at the same time.

With a frozen smile he stands erectly and hopes that the lighting team would just turn the lights off so he could just walk off the stage. They don’t… as this network of lights are World Wide Wired, so he closes his eyes and pretends he is dreaming and heads for the rest room. A very well lit room, I might add (that’s me the narrator). He proceeds to wash his face, dries it and begins to fix his tie, only to realize he was wearing his wife’s new pair of stockings she was looking for, for a while. Last time I saw him he had a new domain name.

Moral of the story. (Narrator, me) Don’t dress in the dark. Always be prepared for success. Be open to criticism at all times, not only when you ask for it. If you do things incorrectly in the dark when the lights are turned on, you may be found Wanting, Wanting, Wanting.

Sometimes in life we have to listen to the advice of others even if we didn’t ask for an opinion.