I took this picture a couple of weeks ago while I was waiting to fight a traffic ticket downtown. I arrived at the first window and a woman gave me forms to fill out, not explaining WHAT SO EVER what each area actually meant. I did my best with the form, which was difficult to understand, because while, for example, it said "pleading guilty with an explanation" on my ticket, the form options were "request a trial" and something like "request a trial where a lawyer stands in for you" and "deny the trial and pay the fine" and "request a trial date with a lawyer." I was baffled. And afraid to check the wrong box. So I left it blank and waited for the next woman at the NEXT window to aid me.
Here's how that went.
Me: Hi (sliding form under the partition)
Woman: (looking at it briefly) You didn't check a box.
Me: I know, I wasn't exactly sure which one to check.
Woman: Well can you read?
Me: Um, yes. I can read. But it is unclear....um, to me.
Woman: (sighs loudly)
I should have said, "No, I can't read....sorry." That would have been awesome.
Anyway, after that I walked through a metal detector and into another waiting area where I waited for TWO HOURS until, at TOTAL random, a woman came out, called my name, brought me into another room for two seconds and said, "Okay Kimberley, the charges are dropped. You can go."
Now. Take another look at the chair picture at the beginning of this post. See? Futility. It's everywhere! It's in the nannys and parents who gunk up the sidewalk in front of Chapters every morning waiting for it to open, often at times REFUSING TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY EVEN A LITTLE for people to walk by.
It's in useless flags, like the one below that I snapped a picture of during the showing of a house.
What is or was this flag for? Was it to wave during the papal visit? I just imagine this little old lady waving her flag in the crowd screaming "I love you John Paul!" and possibly fainting like a Beatles fan circa 1965.
Or what about this? Another photo taken in another house that had more plants in it than I've ever seen in my LIFE.
Why not just live outside? Seriously? This photo makes this place look kind cool, but I'm telling you: It was a jungle in there.
This is the nature of futility. It has a certain amount of objectivity to it. Take for example, again, the chair picture at the very beginning of this post. I kept staring and staring at it. It infuriated me! So entirely pointless! But..........then this guy came along and sat in the chair beside it and comfortably put his back pack onto the futile chair while the rest of us had our purses and briefcases and such on the floor.
Not so futile any more.
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