Monday, January 24, 2005
"When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended solely for self-flagellation." True indeed. How many times are we given a talent, blessing, a gift yet it is never complete? There is always something painful involved in the success, happiness, and the gratification of that gift. It is sad to think, but it is similar to the saying "With all bad, comes good". Yes, and with all good comes bad. I am a little cynical, but I am not a pessimist. What I am a is a realist.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
I am running out of the house, and I am about 10 minutes behind schedule. Trying to catch the 9:15 a.m., and I slam the door shut. Yep, you guessed it! My purse was in the house with my keys. Great! I have no money for the bus and no keys to the house. The spare is at the parents house. So now what? I think for about 25 seconds, when I decide I have no other choice but to wake up the neighbor. Normally, it would not be a big deal if I knew she was also getting ready for work. Except, that my neighbor is an older lady about 300 lbs over the limit, so she is sofa ridden. Finally, after 5 minutes she comes to the door. When I explained my situation, she told me she did not have any money. However, she did have quarters. Sounds good to me. She explains to me how her 90 yr old mother had a piggy bank filled with quarters. I say thank you and run to catch the next bus which I see pass me by. Ten minutes later I get on the bus and hand over my $3 in quarters. The bus driver looks at my hand and asks "What is this?" He has got to be kidding. What the hell do you think it is? "Quarters", I answer. He looks at me with this face and says "No, these are not quarters." I could not believe I was having this conversation. I told him he has got to be kidding, and that last I checked his job was to drive me to Port Authority. He told me he was not going to accept the quarters. I explained to him that it was his legal obligation to accept payment so long as it is US currency, I was late for work, and last I checked he did not work for US Treasury. He told me "These quarters are fake!" Fake, so I have a 90 year woman who is counterfeiting quarters in the next apt. Great. He was nuts, and unless Franklin Mint told me these quarters are fake I was not getting off the bus. When I arrived at work, and was done telling the story to 20 co-workers. I began to think, I wonder why he thought these quarters were fake. So I looked at one. Hmmm, Looks old, seems heavy, 1940? I decide to check my trusted source that has never failed me once. Ebay! When I looked up 1940 quarters, I see that these are WWII quarters made of silver and sell for about $50. You could imagine my surprise when I realized I just paid $600 to ride the bus, and the worst part is I had to beg the driver to accept the $600.
I once read, that half the time you dated someone is how long it should take you to get over them. Who decides on this deadline? Nevertheless, it has only been two months and I am already well on my way to getting over the "ex". The new guy in the picture happens to be the friend. I know, I know! Not the ideal rebound guy. But I feel I am done with the rebound. There was the ex before the ex that filled out that application and did quite well at the job. He was in and out of my life in one week...Score. So this one, the friend, is a little different. So where is that woman who made the whole rule about when to get over a guy? Where is she when you really need her? Because, I have some questions. Since we've been friends for so long, what is the rule on sleeping with him? I mean we all know the rule about calling a guy or a girl when you first meet them. Never call someone until three days later (we all remember Swingers). And you should not sleep with someone on the first night? Got that one down! But the whole dating thing has kind of been fast forwarded, considering I already know all I need to know: favorite color, favorite movie, song, etc. And I did survive the walk of shame. You know the walking out of someone's apt after you hooked up with the same clothes you had on the night before. Well I am going to try to find that woman and see if I can get a timeline on this whole sex thing? Until then I will continue to just enjoy my friend and benefits. (That is until I get the green light)
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Another year is upon us, or so they say. Why is that we all think that when the new year takes place "This" year is going to be different, or better, or both? Nevertheless, we always seem to find ourselves in the same spot every year, making new years resolutions that seem to expire January 31st. Funny, it sounds like a great idea on December 31st, but then soon after it's too much to fit into my schedule. For me, 2005 greeted me with 80 hour work weeks, and 36 hour shifts at work. I have come to the conclusion that sleeping is over rated. I guess I should be happy, because in the end the money makes it all worth it. I mean we tell each other it is the dedication to our job, the team, or the case. But who are we kidding? We do it for the Benjamins! School has taken off once again, and so has my crazy schedule of a 45 hour work week on top of a 16 hour school week not to mention trying to squeeze in studying and maybe a slight social life. My social life consists of a phone call to my friends while I am driving to or from school. However, tomorrow I actually have plans to leave my automobile and will attempt to show my face in public after my winter hibernation. Wish me luck! That is unless my grades are submitted tomorrow and I might be forced to flee the U.S. Stay posted..