“I’m supposed to figure out if the glass is half full or half empty,” I told her.Without a moment’s hesitation, in a split second, my grandmother shrugged and said: “It depends on if you’re drinking or pouring.”
“Is the glass half full, or half empty? It depends on whether you're pouring, or drinking.”
“doesn't matter if the glass is half full or half empty... drink it and get on with your life.”
“It doesn't matter if the glass is half full or half empty. I am gonna drink it through this crazy straw.”
“Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there's something in the damn glass, drink it.”
“...she was a level-headed woman who saw the glass as neither half empty nor half full, but rather a glass with something in it and room to pour in more...”