lucky

i dropped a sharpie on my foot today.

luckily i was wearing black socks.

overpriced bookstores

i bought cormac mccarthy's the road on a friend's suggestion. $15 at Borders. i get home, go online, and see its for $9 on amazon. also, they got a torrent for its audiobook.

i also creased the front cover already

headphones

Sometimes before my first class the door is locked and we have to stand right outside it. 15 minutes early and theres usually me and a couple other people. One of those people is an asian guy who listens to his iPod. Really loud. And its not music to brag about. We're talking Backstreet Boys here. Blasting in his ears. Loud enough that it nearly hurts my ears.

I mean seriously.

lucky

I was burning some stuff from my room in a barrel, and I saw a light bulb was in there. I decided to hit it with the long empty tripod box i was holding, and it exploded, shards going everywhere.


None of them hit me.

ppl

So there was this apartment building I delivered to, no numbers. I knocked on one door where I could see this woman walking around in the kitchen. I think it was the most offensive thing that had happened to her since it turned 08. Good God did she chew me out. I apologize, why don't you put some fucking numbers on the door? For rice cakes. I didn't know the pizza man knocking on the wrong door was tantamount to a telemarketer times 8, since its in person.

People. I tell ya.

left lane

That handicap symbol on your license plate doesn't remove you from the responsibility of driving...correctly. Good God, this woman in front of me went a couple mph under the speed limit for a distance (left lane mind you) before finally turning left. But did she use the middle lane for it? No-o, she braked, turned on her blinker, then moved into the center.
I remember reading a study found most people think themselves better than average drivers. I readily accept I'm average. At least, I should be average. But since everyone else is clearly below average, that then makes me truly above average. Since the average isn't all that great.


God help my blood pressure

Glean it yourself

Screw intros. There'll be a good chance I'll get sidetracked thinking too much about what I want to preface this with. I'm gonna dive right in.

Couple nights ago working my superior came back to where I was with another coworker and said it smelled like cologne. "Did one of you just spray cologne? Smells like someone just put on some cologne. That smells like your cologne."
He was referencing me. Now, altho I was still a little sick, I could smell fairly well, and it smelled no different.
Also, I don't wear cologne. The most is axe spray, and I do different flavors every day. So as such, I only managed to sputter a response, not very convincing to persuade him I was innocent and that he was crazy.




If anything made going to class worth it a couple days ago, surely it was the following: as part of an in class discussion (sociology class) we were forced to write down things we saw in the room, then talk about them. Besides the cliche podium and how that represented power for the person behind it, and respect blah blah etc, some only slightly more interesting discussions arose from seeing only one coat on a coat rack in the room.
I had seen the girl put it on there, it only somewhat stuck in my mind, only because no one ever does it. But here it was again, and I was grateful to being observant to that event.
Alright, to the interesting part. The following class I walked in to see at least 7 coats on the rack this time. People are crazy