Do you think so, GFY? Think about this, if you can, GFY'ers, then Go Fuck Yourself!

[Rodin]

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then to loosen up. Inevitably though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here? "

Things weren't going so great at home either. One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.

I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker. One day the boss called me in. He said, "Skippy, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.

I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!"

"But honey, surely it's not that serious."

"It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking we won't have any money!"

"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently, and she began to cry. I'd had enough. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.

I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche, with a PBS station on the radio. I roared into the parking lot and ran up to the big glass doors...they didn't open. The library was closed!

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.

As I sank to the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognise that line. It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster.

Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Caddyshack." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed...easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking.

Now that makes you think, doesn't it?

[RightHandMan]

[Shortbread]

Welcome and

[Spunky]

Welcome

[RightHandMan]

Whats your other nick?

[Rodin]

as if I had only one other nick

ya gotta ask yourself who is a person

active for over a year, has been here

on so many names nobody really knows

and is rather GFY famous, at least in the top ten

would two letters indicating him help out?
or do you want the whole name?
(I bet you don't!)

[Rodin]

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[Doctor Dre]

I don't care who you are but I agree on one thing . Thinking too far can hurt you ... sometimes you just try too think too much and it makes you pass on some oportunities that could have changed your life

[tonitek7]

thats great..I love it

[Rodin]

LC

[Rodin]

now take a guess who I am

[modF]

Caddyshack is funny.

[Rodin]

yes it is, so is this thread!

[Rodin]

BUMP

[Tania]

[tranza]

Can someone tell me what this guy wrote in 5 or less words??

[Rodin]

it's a joke

[pxxx]

Originally posted by tranza
Can someone tell me what this guy wrote in 5 or less words??

troll is trolling.

[dropped9]

WTF was that about

[Rodin]

[Rankings]

You have a thinking problem.

[aSStig]

at least you're fine now . . . . . .