Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap But I’m Having a Super Savings Sale on Good Deeds Done Even Cheaper

July 14, 2010

I was taught that you are supposed to be doing the right thing at all times. Take actions against my will. Help others. Do unto others as you would have done unto you. Treat people the way you want to be treated. What goes around comes around. It’s not about me. The best feeling in the world is to do something for someone else and expect nothing in return. It is even better to do something for someone else and not tell anyone. I try to live up to these sayings and a positive way of life.

Here are some thoughts on the subject of doing good things that have been rolling around in my head for a while. What if a person does good deeds for the wrong reasons such as ego or grandiosity? Say he or she wants the world to know how great he or she is? Many people think this is a horrible way to go about doing good deeds. I think that it doesn’t take away from the deed itself. For example, if you save a person from a burning building just so that you will be a “hero” in the community and not because it’s the instinctual right thing to do, does that take away from the fact that you saved someone’s life? I don’t believe it does. You do it for the thrill or the glory or the need to be recognized I think you’re an asshole but I’ll also appreciate the fact that you saved someone’s life.

As everyone knows I go to AA meetings. In the program, as we call it, we are taught to help others whenever the opportunity arises. We are taught to be humble. We are taught to do the wrong thing. So of course there a lot of people that like to show off and brag about the deeds they have done because it is in their alcoholic make-up. If a person does something good for another person just for the vainglory of it, it doesn’t take the good deed back. The deed is done just like the many bad things that we’ve all done. Unless the motives and bragging hurt someone besides just aggravate people, this person still did a good deed.

I’ve met a lot of people that are full of shit and hypocritical through the years that also do good things for others. They help other people on a daily basis and then are miserable towards everyone else. They contradict themselves in their behavior on a daily basis. They don’t practice what they preach and they want to be appreciated for the good they do. I’m not saying they help someone out then go home and beat up their wives or kids. I just mean that they don’t have much control of their negative feelings. My point is that no matter how despicable a person is, if they are doing good deeds then the deed itself is good. In a sense it doesn’t make them all bad. Just mostly bad. Ha.

I love to gossip. I get involved in conversations sometimes and we criticize people’s behavior and their character left and right. Then I always feel obligated to say at the end “Yeah, but look at the good things that person has done for other people”. I usually proceed to cite examples then some of my friends agree and some don’t.

I’m beginning to wonder if there was a point to even making my point but it’s an important. topic to me. Not because I run around doing good things for the wrong reason but because I like to see the good in people. Maybe that’s selfish too. Maybe I want them to see the good in me. In the end it really doesn’t matter. No good deed goes undone.


It’s Not About Me

June 25, 2010

“What do you mean it’s not about me?” I asked.

“It’s not about you man.” He said.

He went on to explain that it’s about being a decent human being and working with other people that need help. In a sense, in order to maintain my own spirituality and well being I have to lose myself in helping others. Give to receive and that kind of shit. That was a long time ago and every day just trying to do what I want to do is a reminder that it’s not about me.

I got up early this morning because my mother needed my car moved so she can get out and do her volunteer work with Meals on Wheels. It’s not about me. I like to relax on the porch with my coffee and cigarettes and write in the morning and the landscaping service shows up. I can’t stand the noise and my allergies get aggravated. It’s not about me. Our neighbor is painting the windows in the house with a friend of his and they are in and out of the house and I hate to have strangers or any outsider around especially when I am trying to relax on the porch It’s not about me.

I stay aggravated half the day because everyone seems to be interrupting my plans and what I expect. It’s not about me.

I get a phone call from someone trying to get sober that I’m not always real crazy about because I’m not sure if he’s serious or not. He wants a ride to a meeting I committed myself to that I don’t even like. He calls three times so I call him back and say that I’ll take him. It’s not about me. I have to leave early for this meeting and pick up hot dogs every week and I don’t even like the meeting. It’s not about me. I get a phone call from the only other dependable member of the group for that runs this meeting saying she won’t be there tonight. I have to do most of the other responsibilities tonight. Once again, it’s not about me.

For the past year or so the theme of my life has been that saying and I still need and get a daily reminder that it’s not about me. It’s about doing the right thing, helping others, taking actions against my will and trying to conform my will with God’s.

It’s not about me.


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