Showing posts with label I´m sorry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I´m sorry. Show all posts

Sunday, April 2, 2017

I'm Evil Too!

Just like dear, sweet, Myra Hindley in this iconic photo, I sometimes like to be evil.

Dear Myra showed her evilness by carrying out the five Moors Murders (July 1963 - October 1965) with her partner in crime Ian Brady.

I myself do it by writing posts on April Fools Day (yesterday) to try and trick you into believing a rather fantastic claim I made, which is of course a misuse of my credibility.

Sorry, but I am not at all sorry if I managed to trick you into believing it.

Remember to always beware on April Fools, we are all out to fool you.

Friday, July 24, 2015

Dear Bock: Second Chances?

"Dear Bock,
How many second chances do you give someone, who hurts you time and again?
Sad in Saskatchewan"

Bock McMillan,
photo by J.J. Goodman
Dear S-i-S,

There are no fixed rules! Individual circumstances and the individuals involved are paramount in deciding when enough-is-enough-is-enough for you, not - and I repeat not - for the person who hurts you.

In deciding this you must take into consideration "The 5 W's and the H", who, when, what, where and why and, finally, how it makes you feel.

If it is someone you don't know and don't care about there are no second chances at all however minor the offense is, whereas if it is a child or someone you love deeply there may not be a limit at all. Well, not until you feel that their saying "I'm sorry" for the umpteenth time just isn't enough anymore. You simply have had enough and do not wish to let yourself be hurt by that person again. That is when you pull up stakes and move yourself out of harm's way and do what you can to avoid further contact!

However, always keep in mind, you are human and are allowed to change your mind if and when you want to. There is always, always, a tomorrow... But, and this is a big one, before you forgive and forget, ask yourself if there has been any real indication of change in the other person. Otherwise you may just be setting yourself up to be hurt again.

Bock McMillan is a blogger, not a relationship expert, his weekly column "Dear Bock" should therefore merely be considered as his point-of-view on relationship matters. If you wish to get his reaction to a relationship question you have, you are welcome to send an email to lundamats@gmail.com. Remember to write "Dear Bock" in the subject line.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Praise Where Praise Is Due

So it seems I was mistaken in my assumption in my post on Monday The Amazing Samuel when I wrongly credited Samuel Fallen for the wonderful work that was done with some of my items.

Yesterday I received two messages. The first from Samuel on Facebook, denying he had created the installation. The second from Butch Diaviolo-Ğrăçємσûηт, telling me that he was sorry to burst my bubble, but that he was the one who had done the work.

Assuming is of course always wrong, I should have learned that by now, I am sorry for doing it and have yet again learned the lesson.

Thank you so much my dear friend and cranky but brilliant and sublime builder and interior designer, Butch. You are totally awesome!

By the way, I still think Samuel is darn amazing!

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Official Apology

Bock in SecondLife wishes to extend it's sincere apologies to Guyke Lundquist, stepson of The Much Honored Bock McMillan, laird of Southern Charm etc., etc., for the horrible accusations posted on this blog earlier today.

Guykechen is an absolutely trustworthy person and an upstanding male avatar (when he is not laying down with his feet in the air) who would never betray the trust his stepfather places in him!

Love you forever, my son!!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

I Owe An Apology

Browsing around the Swedish SecondLife blogs today I discovered that some loose and totally unfounded speculations I have shared with one single person seem to have spread and caused the object of my speculations some troubles and pain.

I´m very sorry Aallotar Takaaki for the hurt and troubles my loose mouth may have caused you. There is no excuse for my behavior and I promise to never share any unfounded speculations with anyone again.