Say I were to lock you in an empty room with no windows, no pictures (and no idea why I would lock you up in the first place) but all you had in the middle of the room was a red button with the boldy written instruction, ‘DO NOT PRESS THE RED BUTTON’. Now, how long would it take (after all the crying, kicking and screaming) before you start considering doing the one thing which you’ve been instructed not to do? An hour goes by and maybe you start to think that the red button must be your only way out; that’s the optimist in you talking. But nah! you’ve watched way too many sci-fi movies so you’re going to stick with your gut instinct – pressing the red button must be a bad idea.
While you contemplate what you would do in that situation, I want to share a few other bad ideas of my own…
About a fortnight ago I decided to get creative with my blog and add a few dodgy links which I was fooled into believing would send my blog traffic through the roof. I got the shock of my life less than 24hrs later when I got the following message on my Blackberry:
“What happened to your blog? It is no longer available”
My heart must have stopped beating for a second as my field of vision narrowed down to those harrowing last 5 words. After trying to visit my blog I discovered the bitter truth (and it wasn’t easy holding back the tears) – all those crazy articles…gone, I thought. Apparently my site had been reported for contravening the ‘terms and conditions’. I proceeded to press the ‘Contact Support’ button and wrote a heart-wrenching plea to justify the reactivation of my blog or better yet, the resuscitation of the The Crazy Nigerian. It was probably the best thing I ever wrote on WordPress because in less than 24hrs my blog had come back to life (woo-hoo!).
Trouble is like a sleeping lion – it’s just lying there minding its own business until someone crazy enough walks up to it and decides to tug at its tail. Which brings me back to the red button – would you press it? I would. What’s the worst that could happen? 😀
So, what’s the worst that could happen – be blown to pieces? I’ll probably only press the button after I’ve prayed and I feel I have only one more breath before I die.
lol! Blown to pieces will be a quick death but maybe pressing the button might just open the door 😉
I’ll just wait around for someone to push the button then make comments on what happened next.
That could be a loooooooooooooong wait. You’ll give in eventually 🙂
…I’ll simply scrape off the red color on the button, and then press the button! At least I didn’t press a red one………………….*winks*
I’m guessing that you’re scraping off the red with your fingernails, lol. I wonder what you think would happen when you press it.
Are you scraping off the red with your fingernails? lol. I wonder what you think would happen if you press the red button…
Well, you didn’t say anything about what I had on me…A nail-cutter, a pocket knife or a key! Anyway, I would have complied with the instruction even if I still enjoyed the same fate.
I would definitely press it after a while. I’d rather do that than sit around waiting for who knows whatever for how long…I’m not a very patient person…
See! After a while, nobody can resist the big, shiny, red button…(cue evil laugh)
I would press the red button as soon as the door closes lol. Lots to do in the outside world and life is short. Welcome back!
lol, thanks. It’s good to be back. But seriously, what’s the point having a big red button and not being able to press it? aaaaaaaaaargh!
As an optimist, I will press the button believing something good will happen. Perhaps, a door will open and I will be on a live TV show with millions watching and cheering, lol!.
That’s the spirit bro! And if it goes Pete Tong then at least you know you’ll be in Heaven – it’s a win-win situation come to think of it, lol. But I’d rather you stick around 🙂