i used to think nothing good could come out of spilling coffee at my desk at work until i just did it two minutes ago and realized that, 1) my desk will now smell like fresh-brewed coffee for the rest of the day and 2) the DMZ between my keyboard and monitor finally got dusted.
i should spill coffee more often.
21 February, 2011
frustrating
the mcdonald's mcskillet burrito i got this morning for breakfast only had eggs and sausage in it. i thought it seemed odd that the breakfast burrito that was supposed to have everything was so sparse. i went to the big m's site and confirmed it was supposed to have "fluffy scrambled eggs, yummy potato-vegetable blend, savory sausage, two types of cheese and our delicious Salsa Roja made with fire-roasted tomatoes. All the things you want, wrapped in a tortilla." i thought about going down to complain but i had already finished the burrito and proving my point would have required up-chucking my breakfast. considering it wasn't that fantastic going down i figured it wouldn't be any more fantastic coming back up.
oh well, i guess that's what i get when i order breakfast from a chain restaurant, on a national holiday, the day after a snowstorm dropped 15" on us, in a downtown area that STILL hasn't been plowed.
oh well, i guess that's what i get when i order breakfast from a chain restaurant, on a national holiday, the day after a snowstorm dropped 15" on us, in a downtown area that STILL hasn't been plowed.
16 February, 2011
new favorite quote
from the t-shirt of a san francisco prop 8 protester:
"if your marriage needs protecting you need a therapist, not an amendment"
"if your marriage needs protecting you need a therapist, not an amendment"
11 February, 2011
too deep for a friday morning
lately, i've become increasingly disillusioned by random acts of kindness by focusing more on being skeptical of the person's altruism rather than the kindness itself.
if you would have asked me ten years ago i would have said i believed in the inherent goodness of mankind, but at age 32, with 120 years of life experience, my hopes for the future of humanity are swiftly decreasing to mere piles of dust.
if on my walk into work i almost get run over by two cars that are too impatient to let a pedestrian cross the street [legally, on a walk signal], how am i to feel when a random stranger wants to open a door for me? i look into the stranger's eyes and don't see kindness but, rather, see a desire to be acknowledged and praised for their generosity.
i think i'd rather not hold open a door for a stranger than open it for them and risk my motives not being true and i think i'd rather be looked at as not being kind (by others) than know that i'm being insincere (by myself).
if you would have asked me ten years ago i would have said i believed in the inherent goodness of mankind, but at age 32, with 120 years of life experience, my hopes for the future of humanity are swiftly decreasing to mere piles of dust.
if on my walk into work i almost get run over by two cars that are too impatient to let a pedestrian cross the street [legally, on a walk signal], how am i to feel when a random stranger wants to open a door for me? i look into the stranger's eyes and don't see kindness but, rather, see a desire to be acknowledged and praised for their generosity.
i think i'd rather not hold open a door for a stranger than open it for them and risk my motives not being true and i think i'd rather be looked at as not being kind (by others) than know that i'm being insincere (by myself).
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