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Post by garrison on Jun 3, 2024 14:08:42 GMT
This short story was simply an examination of life. How much one of our lives interacts with another and how little we notice of it. The young waiter recognizes almost none of it, wishing to return to his sanity in bed with his wife. The older waiter knows it all too well, dreading the lonliness of returning home at the end of the night. The old man can fall to either side. Maybe his deafness has numbed him to the effect his actions have on others. Through the mention of his possible late wife, maybe he doesn't care because he lost who he loved effecting. Three different stories of existentialism presented with cohesion.
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Post by shelbygraham on Jun 3, 2024 19:14:36 GMT
I see what you're saying; the story presents three different perspectives/outlooks on life and existentialism. I wonder if because they are all different ages, if the differing perspectives represent how views evolve over a lifetime. Perhaps the older waiter once felt how the young waiter does and one day he will be in a similar mindset as the older waiter. Or maybe they all differ simply because of their different circumstances and experiences?
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Post by connorswauger on Jun 5, 2024 4:19:32 GMT
I like how you differentiate between each character’s experiences. What stuck out to me was that each person was able to asses their values and what makes their lives worth living. One of the waiters assumed the old man had no reason to be depressed because he was rich, but he didn’t live for his money. He was lonely and this story made me wonder if Hemingway was pointing out the importance that a purpose has in each person’s life.
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Post by meagangcurrie on Jun 5, 2024 23:32:50 GMT
I loved your observations on each of the characters. I also noticed that the story falls under the category of existentialism because of how you noted that the story is an examination of life. There are different stages people go through, and not everyone's life or purpose is the same.
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