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Routine Ramblings of an Occasionally Interesting Housewife

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Casper the Friendly Ghost, and a sheet with holes in it. But all the sheets have colors or patterns these days.

The mother-in-law ghost moving furniture in the attic turned out to be a snake and the blood was only clay-stained rainwater finding its way through the poorly flashed roof and porous chimneys.

And yet.

Guests have dreamed of the people who died here. A small boy in the hallway, an old lady in a white shift. A disapproving presence hovering in the guest room. Few of those who sensed these entities could report actually seeing them.

Start a conversation with a large enough group of people about ghosts, and you'll find those who don't believe, and those who do. But almost all would agree that ghosts, either through non-existence or their nature, are invisible except under very special circumstances.

Ghosts are real. The invisible move among us all the time.

I work 2nd shift, and the most common questions I get asked about my job relate to being alone in the building. I'm not alone, though. Okay, so I have an actual living, breathing co-worker right now, but let's say it's Wednesday night, when she has the night off. The ghosts visit me during the night, just a word, but now and then long, engaging conversations. The newest ghost is voluble; she'll talk our heads off, if we let her. Yes, my co-worker sees the ghosts as well.

I know their names, I know a little about their families. You see, if you take the time to say hello, they're real people, with real lives. The people who take care of us, clean up after our messes, make sure that our buildings stays clean and shiny. I wasn't always this way. They used to be ghosts to me, too. And then there was the time, more than a year ago, that Hazel asked me about whether the floor girl mops or sweeps. She'd had complaints, you see. And I was actually present while she worked, could I vouch for her? How embarrassing to realize I had let her move about me, without regard to her actions. I had no idea if she was mopping or merely sweeping, and the floors always looked good to me. I'd never even bothered to learn her name.

We talk with disdain about the Indian caste system and the Untouchables, but we turn whole classes of people into ghosts here, by our disinterest. What was the name of the last person who took your order at a restaurant? Who spotted you that penny in change for the coffee? Who emptied your office wastebasket while you were home snug in bed? We can't know those we don't meet, but we can take those introductions we do get as opportunities.

We may even find new friends.


The preceding has been my entry for LJ Idol Season 5, Topic 6, Ghosts

I liked this entry. Good job! It is thought provoking.

Great take on the topic :)

My grandma used to be all mighty about "common people". She really did not like it when I told her that without those so-called "commoners" she wouldn't be sitting on a chair but on a pile of all the rubbish that would collect.

Hee hee. I don't wanna think what this place would look like without my friend K who comes once a week on Mondays. :)

Very well written and so true as well.

I love your take on it!

Great post!

wow! very interesting take on the topic. I really enjoyed reading this. : )

Excellent take on the topic... thought provoking... great job!

I really liked this entry. I used to do that job of emptying all the trash baskets, and sometimes I would get recognition, and sometimes I wouldn't. I feel that if someone does something nice for you, you should at least do something nice for them.

Great post.

Thanks so much! I love that there are caring people that work around me, and enjoy our conversations while they're working. :)

Nicely stated, and very true!

I've never thought about this. They really can be ghost, can't they?

At least we can turn them into non-ghostly beings.

All it takes is recognition. :)

I like your take on the subject! It is a point worth making.

This is really excellent! I love your take on it.