this past weekend at work was kind of a blur, all the days seemed to blend into one another. i remember at one point there were bag pipes in a cafe (which sounded amazing), ancient books in the new york historical society, and lots and lots and lots and lots of onions.
i almost cried tears of pain for the blister developing on my right hand, but then i didn't want the onions to think they were getting the better of me so i stifled my tears out of sheer stubbornness.
by saturday afternoon i had experienced such a range of randomness that i got the brilliant idea to start another blog dedicated solely to my stories of working in a kitchen, or 'cooking room' as i was once dumb enough to say when i couldn't think of the word kitchen fast enough.
but by sunday evening i had already talked myself out of that idea for several reasons, not the least of which being that it would be harder to keep up the veil of annonymity regarding my place of employment when all i did was talk about my job.
then i realized that i tend to do things like that a lot. i come up with ideas or plans for things and then give myself time to rationalize my way out of following through. i don't know if i think this is a good thing or a bad thing, but i can say that it's definitely a pattern.
yet sometimes the opposite type of characteristic can also be true. if i find myself in a particularly spontaneous situation, i have a hard time saying no to pretty much anything. lucky for me b is slightly more grounded or else we could have been married by a dancing elvis in vegas.
what that all amounts to is basically i give myself liscense to bullshit about anything at any time and just blame it on being wishy washy.
maybe i'll start a cooking room blog someday, or maybe i'll just talk about the time that i thought about doing it. either way, i still have a full-time schedule ahead of me loaded with the promise of interestingness to come.
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I've often considered starting other blogs and then gone against it. I can't imagine anything worse than bagpipes in a cafe, but you enjoyed them?
How exciting for me to come back from my trip to Mexico to find some new and amusing blog posts. I am sitting here in my quiet office cubicle, chuckling to myself at the thought of you walking through target with a coffee stained shirt and imagining the moment the works "cooking room" came out of your mouth.
Thanks Cuz! I can't wait until our paths cross again, so I can get some of this hilarity in person!
Love Ya!
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