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- hello Wayne Berninger
- Username: wayneberninger
- In response to: "What do you do on the side?" On the side of what?
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wayneberninger's latest answers
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- Landscape
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"When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees?"
It's half forest and half trees, each half indistinguishable from the other.
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- Half full or half empty?
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"Is the glass half-full, or half-empty?"
I am so tired of you people behaving as if air doesn't exist.
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- The little things
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"Describe a little thing — one of the things you love that defines your world but is often overlooked."
Oh, come on. It looks just like everyone else's, only smaller.
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- Clone Wars
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"If you could clone yourself, how would you split up your responsibilities?"
I would choose one clone to be in charge of splitting up responsibilities. I would then disappear into the crowd and never again be responsible for the splitting up of responsibilities. Unless, of course, the clone in charge ever chose to put me in charge, in which case I would simply shift all responsibility to another clone. Assuming that all of my clones would share my own desire to avoid responsibility, this would probably go on forever, and nothing would get done. Cloning myself is probably not a good idea.
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- Stranger
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"Have you ever had a random encounter or fleeting moment with a stranger that stuck with you?"
I think you mean to say "a stranger WHO stuck with you," but I'll let it slide this time. No, I have never had a stranger who stuck with me, regardless of whether we had shared a random encounter or fleeting moment. I have experienced random encounters and fleeting moments with strangers who did NOT stick with me, but you didn't ask to hear about that, so I will refrain from telling you anything at all about the time the crazy lady came up to me in the drug store and slapped me on the back and then ran away. That is the entirety of the story. Her hand did not stick to me. She left, and I never saw her again. It was random and fleeting, but she did not stick with me. Commitment-phobic, I suppose.
