Bluff [2]

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While some magazines and books praise bluffing, and declaring it as an art; our Harvard School questions its ethicality. Our logic says that it’s a form of lying. It’s not direct lying though, coz you’re not saying a lie, but you pretend to have something that you don’t have.

Now bluffing has been called an art, so it became one. Why not to turn it to a science? Con artists can live in luxury, and their fortunes are legitimate. Why don’t we encourage everyone to bluff and take bluffing courses? 🙄

Oh! He came to me saying: “I know that you were going to do this to me”. I said: “What?” He shakes his head: “I was always concerned that once you’d know about it, nothing would hold you from telling the truth to everyone.” Looking at him in a surprise: “What are you talking about?”

He turned towards the wall, and knocked his head to the wall: “Do not play this game with me please.” I turned my face right and left, trying to make sure that he was talking to me, saying: “Do you know me? Are you talking to me?”

He seemed to be a decent guy, all dressed up as if he was going to court, and his tie was very expensive, as I recognized it, from a magazine, but I was totally lost in what he was referring to in a tone of blame.

He turned around in an angry mood, as if it was a movie’s act, and, before he said anything else, I started taking backward steps while facing him, to get to the door. I thought he could be mentally unbalanced, or he was mistaken me for someone else.

My heart started pounding, and fear entered my whole body. I had my small security device but it was in my purse, and the purse was in my desk in my office, and the only thing I should do was to run, or scream, but I couldn’t do neither. I started even losing my voice.