The Magical Backdoor

Ever enter via the backdoor? It's naughty, thrilling, yet leaves you with a sense of doubt-- Did I earn this good time?  
Generally, I'm a front door kinda gal. I do always knock, and wait patiently.
But let's face it, when a sign like this stares back at me, I panic and look around for magic.
 
Really, how can you argue with logic like that?
Still... it implies there is a magical way in. That someone CAN get in. No?
Shall we find the backdoor? You with me?
Let me set the most common backdoor scene. You read between the lies.
We pull up to the club and the line-up is pouring onto the street. not. moving. Yeah.
I hate waiting. Waiting is not living.
"It's okay." My friend can see my objections already. "My girl Cindy dated a guy who is friends with the manager's girlfriend's brother, and he sweet talked the owner for me." yeah.
Even I can't follow a twisted plot like that.
"What?" (that is the only word that fits in a moment like this. no?)
"Backdoor."
So simple. And really it was.
We knocked. They let us in. We partied it up. No one questioned the magic.
We left by the front door like everyone else.

I like to earn my good times and my success.
I'd rather not get there through who I know (or who they know).
Yet... sometimes as I wait patiently, someone slips me magical beans.
"It's okay, my girl Cindy dated a guy who is friends with Jack at the Beanstalk Corporation. His girlfriend's brother gave her these. She wants you to have them."
"What?"
"Backdoor."

My point--
While you wait for Tinkerbelle to answer the door, you might come face to face with a hungry giant.
Life's like that, be ready.

** this in no way reflects the dining habits of giants, or how stuck up fairies can be. As a writer I have a deep love and respect for all magical creatures as they do come in handy.

6 comments:

Richard said...

I have mixed feelings about it. It's a part of life that friends and relatives help each other. It's just easier for some people to get the help than it is for others.

Angeline said...

So much of life is about who you know rather than what you know. It seems unfair to me. But, on the other hand, isn't it just sensible to make the most of the assets you have at your disposal? Either way, I've never been much of a rule breaker, so I guess, however long that queue is, I'll be waiting patiently.

Tanya Reimer said...

It does feel that way sometimes Richard.

Angeline, the great news is that there is a hidden magic that links the two. The more you know, the more of these magical connections you forge.

E.C. Smith said...

Honestly? I love the magic. Rolling in the backdoor doesn't mean that you haven't earned it. On the contrary, lots about finding that door is pain hard work. . .networking, time and effort spent, having the chops to ask for help and going for what you want in life.

But. . .I don't believe in bumping the line. Once you're there, wait your turn. And once you're past the door. . .help someone else cross the threshold.

E. Arroyo said...

Hey Tanya. I gave you an award on my blog. Love your posts!

Vicki Tremper said...

Late to the party again, but...I don't like that backdoor when other people get through despite my hard work. But I don't mind earning my way through. That is magical!