I have this weird way of thinking about how my day is going. I'm constantly worried that I'm going to have a bad day. If I have a good day, I'm worried that the next day or the day after that will be a bad one, just to "balance" everything out. If I have a bad day, well then I'm miserable because my day's bad. It's not easy to stop thinking about.
Sometimes I blend into crowds just because I'm unremarkable. While I was waiting for my morning class to start (which it didn't because it was canceled), some guy was handing out brochures or something to everyone in the hallway. As I was leaning against the wall, he started on my right, made his way through a throng of people to my left, then returned to my right without handing one to me. I didn't mind not getting one; I'd probably just throw it away. But it's strange. Maybe he doesn't like me. Maybe I give off a disgruntled, angry vibe. What if he's an unobservant guy?
It seems like the more I drive the slower I drive. I seriously drive like an stereotypical elderly person. But it really annoys me when I see people flying past me at 60 on a 40 mph street for no good reason. I mean, if you're going to save someone's life and driving that fast was the only way to save them in time, then I guess that's a good reason. But seriously: What are the chances of that happening? Oftentimes I think it's because everyone's always in a big hurry, like they've got something life/death important to do. But I've got news for you (people who drive unsafely): no one's that important to be endangering lives on the street. Plus you're wasting gas!
(I sound like a grumpy old man.)
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
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I'm just like you in the first two paragraphs. It's like whenever I'm having a good day, I'm worried that a bad day is right around the corner.
ReplyDeleteI also sometimes wonder why people seem to not notice me when they're handing out flyers.
When I was selling newspapers on the street, there were some people that I just let walk by me without asking them to buy one because I didn't think they'd be the type to buy one. But you know what was weird? The people who I thought were the least likely to buy one actually bought one! So after awhile I started asking EVERYONE, no matter what they looked like. It was a lesson to me not to stereotype people based on what they look like or what I think their "type" is.
ANYWAY. I think this is a long enough comment now.