The other day I walked into a store to get me a pair of thermal wears. Nothing fancy, just looking for a decent a pair to keep warm in the cold. The storekeeper struck up a conversation and laid out all the available options. I politely declined the choices because you see I already had something in mind. “Aren’t you buying it for yourself?” he asked. “No, it’s for a friend,” I lied. Without missing a beat, “We have something cheaper” he hinted. “Thank you, it’s alright,” I said and took leave. As I walked along the street I wondered “Now why would he comment ‘we have something cheaper’ at my lie?” It did not really imply that I was being cheap, not really directly. But it did reflect a hint of that popular perception –“the best for me, the next for my friend.” No wonder maybe that’s why when gifts are given and received, the joy is missing. This not to chide all, ...
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