May 11, 2006
Death of a supermarket
The local supermarket that I've been whining about over the last few weeks is in it's final death throes. It's stocks have been allowed to dwindle prior to the closing of the doors for the final time on Saturday. The result is a sad sight to behold. Without stock on the shelves and with many of the fixtures removed the place feels cavernously empty. It reminded me of a ghost town as portrayed in an old western. Had a tumbleweed skittered across the floor it wouldn't have seemed out of place.
I've never had much in the way of positive feelings towards this particular emporium, but I can't help but feel sorry for it now. Rather than going out in a blaze of glory, it's been forced to slowly wither and fade. It's a poor sort of fate.
It's like that quote - and now I'm at work I can't remember, I think it's an Oscar Wilde? About being a force of nature which ends up spent and done at the end of life rather than a 'selfish little clod of ailments'. Someone else will know it - please remind me.
Posted by: Foots at May 17, 2006 03:12 PMI hadn't heard it before, but google came up with this:
"This is the true joy in life...being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one...being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy...I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be used up when I die. For the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no brief candle to me. It's a sort of splendid torch which I've got to hold up for the moment and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations." George Bernard Shaw
Very apt.
Posted by: iMark at May 17, 2006 03:18 PM