Limited Choice Life, aside from being the name of my blog, is a name for something everyone in the world has and never realizes it. How do I know this? Well...honestly there's no way to know for sure if I'm right, but let's just say, in the famed words of George Carlin, "It came to me in a dream!" Does that work?
No, really though, I came to this realization one day when I was taking the SAT, the worlds most famous multiple choice test. I had come across a problem, one we have all come across I am sure, where none of the answers were right. I did the damn math problem a hundred times and still, I wasn't getting any of the four answers, and "none of the above" wasn't listed. I saved it in my calculator, and when I got home I sent the problem to my dad, a calculus teacher. I figured he had to be able to get it...but no. The test was wrong. The next day, I asked my math teacher what I should do in a case like that and he said the most vile sentence I'd ever heard: "Just pick the answer that's the least wrong, I guess"
That stuck with me all that day. As I drove home from school, I stopped by Burger King for a soda, and as I stared at the menu, I started seeing scantron bubbles. It was like the menu was suddenly translated and I could see that all it had on it were limited choices.
Life is a multiple choice test. Who knows who grades it, but if its anything like the tests served up in public school today, no one actually reads the answers and the end result will only be a loss of money from one of our favorite hobbies and a bigger work load on our desks.
So what is this blog gonna do? I'm going to point out instances where limited choice sucks a hole into my brain and brings my palm to my forehead with force, so that you all can genuinely enjoy my misfortune and relate to this in your own life. Because seriously, if we're stuck with limited choices, we might as well bring them out for the world to see.
I will usually include pictures with my post that go with what I'm talking about. Today my choices were very limited in what I could find (way to prove my point, Google), but I managed to find something rather appropriate. Enjoi.
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