July 1st, 2004

a good read

Ayn Rand's doormat

Yesterday, one of my colleagues asked if she could borrow my CoRo-CDs. Today, after my having handed them over, she blithely informs me that she's taking a short break and won't be able to give them back to me until the end of next week!

I hate lending stuff. Past experience has taught me that you can never be sure if and when you'll get it back, or in what state. The number of books I've lost! But when someone asks me to allow them to use my most prized possessions, I'm too bloody polite to say no.

I'm a push-over. A doormat. A mouse -- so how come this isn't reflected in the outcome of this supposedly ultimate personality quiz?

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Hmmm. I read Ayn Rand years ago, back in my uni days. The Fountainhead -- saw the movie as well. It's a story about an architect swimming against the current, sticking his neck out, risking ruin yet persevering in his ideal: to build a modern highrise. I was young and impressionable, so on my first reading of the novel, I thought it was terrifically inspiring. Then I came across the book again some time ago, had nothing better to do, opened it...and couldn't finish it. Really, it's the most utter tripe.