A country wife
Gravel under her feet
Rain clouds above her head
Wind whipping the willow at her side
She had done it again
Most called it cheating
She called it surviving
Red nails at her fingertips
Smeared make-up at her eyes
Despite watching the time
It had been an hour of instinct
She left him behind
Like every other time
And walked toward home in haste
He filled her in more ways than one
Something marriage could not
Raindrops – between her lashes
Pasted curly locks in place
Her lips formed an evil grin
She imagined his square handsome face
Back into the kitchen
Back to cooking peas
He would get his supper
She would go to bed pleased
I don’t get it. Why do adults cheat when there isn’t real reason to? Example: I play bingo at a local community spot once a week. One older woman uses cards from weeks past that didn’t have wins . . . and she uses them in present weeks to “improve” her chances at winning a bingo. We noticed her playing extra cards with ink already on them, and we were told by those sitting next to her that she does this but when confronted, she merely became frustrated and threw away her current game.
I ask you, why does she do this (or try to) week after week? She isn’t destitute. She has a car and plenty of food. So, why lie and cheat? She knows better or she wouldn’t have to hide her actions.
The winnings are paid from the nonprofit company’s cash drawer that holds the other players’ game money. They paid for their games for the present night and aren’t lying or cheating but “Ethyl” is. She’s cheating the nonprofit out of funds that could be used to help people in real need, and she’s cheating her fellow bingo players who might have a chance to bingo the HONEST way. Ugh! Makes me angry.
The leader of the nonprofit told her he knew about her antics and to stop them or she would not be welcome back to our bingo games . . . then low and behold, he caught her “saving” already-played games for future nights. He made her throw away her current cards as she used them.
It’s like babysitting an unethical kid. I suggested we kick her out weeks back but the leaders are trying to give her a chance to shape up. Yeah, right.
Liars and cheaters really tick me off.
There’s nothing innocent about it. Nothing cute about it. And nothing “ok” about it. Ethyl, stop it!
I need to hang around with my real friends – ones who are ethical, honest, and play fairly. I think I’ll do a little reading from a book by the Dalai Lama about treating other creatures with respect and care.
Wish me luck. LOL.