It's 2015 and it's been over a year since I've updated this little blog of mine.
Where
to begin? 2015 brought about a lot of change. I'm not an indecisive
person by any stretch of the word and I don't do well with
inconsistency---normally. This year has been full of inconsistent
opportunities and tests (metaphoric and literal). I got to the point where if a job I'm doing doesn't
bring some amount of joy or happiness then it's time to throw in the
towel. Yep. Towel thrown. More than once. More than twice, even. Don't
confuse this with giving up or quitting. I'm not someone who does
either of those and I don't mind working, I actually enjoy working. Too
much. What can I say? I'm a freak of nature with a plate that could feed a village.
I stumbled upon a
job in the latter part of 2014 that was fiscally great, but mentally
draining. It was not my cup of tea. It wasn't an industry I enjoyed. I
didn't respect the people I worked for and the bitterness grew and
grew. With a simple flick of the wrist I threw that towel in. Never
looked back. That's the thing about throwing towels, or anything for
that matter, just don't look back. Unless it's a boomerang, you better
look back and catch that.
Speaking of
classrooms, I was a long term art sub for a middle school. After a
few discussions and the "Why not?" factor I decided
teaching could possibly be what I've been destined to do. I would get
breaks with my husband, I could spend more time on my photography and
I'd be working with kids, which I've always enjoyed. I am certified to
teach Art Education and currently getting certified to teach Special
Education. As it turns out, I don't enjoy tests now anymore than I did
in college.
For as much as I love art and would be thrilled to teach art, come this fall I will be a Special Education Teacher at Overholser Elementary. It was a tough decision to come by and certainly did not go without handfuls of conversations. I literally tried to get people to make my decision for me. I have a mile long pro and con list and even that didn't help. At the end of the day, gut feelings are still the way to go.
So what am I doing? I am
an educator in the making. I'm a photographer. And for now I'm also
working part time at Von Maur. Because retail therapy is best when you
get a discount. Plus, we don't have kids. No offense to those with
kids, because I love your kids, but without them I'm able to add a lot
more to my plate. On the other hand my social life is basically nonexistent. I underestimated the amount of time that I'd spend getting certified to teach Special Education and Art. Apparently it's a good thing I'm "young," or so they say. I've been forced to be very specific with how I dedicate my time. Dinner plans...What are those? Brunch? Ain't nobody got time for that. Mimosas? Sure, I'd love 5, but then I'll fall asleep and forget to finish my papers.
With all of this being said, I do wish for everyone to find their happy place in life and abolish any areas that don't bring you happiness. Stop whatever it is that makes you unhappy and reroute your life. It's worth it and from what I've been told, "life is short."
"Sometimes the people around you won't understand your journey. They don't need to, it's not for them."
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Pub Crawl
Last night Jon and I went to a pub crawl for a friend's birthday. I have never been on a pub crawl, but I caught on quick. Only one drink at each place and don't even think you'll be waited on if you can't keep up. You will keep up or you will be left. Pretty simple rules.
We (Jon and I) met the party goers at The Other Room in Paseo. I honestly used to always go to Paseo, I still love it, but we've grown apart, or so I thought. I haven't been to The Other Room since they had Hookah. I like to hookah. No shame here. Do I hookah anymore? Not really. In my older age I've been scared off by heart disease and lung cancer. Call me a wimp but neither of those sound fun. I had a cider beer and off we went. This was when I realized I better put some pep in my step because I didn't realize by pub crawl, they meant pub sprint. Challenge accepted.
We ventured down the street to Pizzeria Gusto. As soon as we walked in I thought, "this is my kind of place." I loved the atmosphere, the service and it's pizza, so need I say more? I enjoyed my one Coop Elevator and thankfully we left before I had time to order food.
The Pump here we come! I've heard great things about The Pump and could hardly wait. It lived up to my expectation and as it turns out nobody lied about it's greatness. We played baggo, or whatever it is you call it. The bean bag game, ya feel me? Drinks were good, food was good and the company was good. I could've stayed here and been a happy camper. But it's not called pub stay.
Off to Grandad's we go. First impression? It smelled like vomit. Which, I've learned from Bar Rescue means there's a fairly decent chance it could use a wipe down. Service was nonexistent. I was expecting it to be a house, it wasn't a house. I've heard people go on and on about Grandad's and repeat their visits over and over. I don't get it. Maybe they meant Grandma's? My grandad's house didn't look or smell like this bar so I felt lied to. One bad margarita later, we began our hike back to Paseo.
All in all it was a successful night celebrating our friend's birthday. I like pub crawls more than I thought and am so happy to be living in Oklahoma City.
Cheers, crawlers.
We (Jon and I) met the party goers at The Other Room in Paseo. I honestly used to always go to Paseo, I still love it, but we've grown apart, or so I thought. I haven't been to The Other Room since they had Hookah. I like to hookah. No shame here. Do I hookah anymore? Not really. In my older age I've been scared off by heart disease and lung cancer. Call me a wimp but neither of those sound fun. I had a cider beer and off we went. This was when I realized I better put some pep in my step because I didn't realize by pub crawl, they meant pub sprint. Challenge accepted.
We ventured down the street to Pizzeria Gusto. As soon as we walked in I thought, "this is my kind of place." I loved the atmosphere, the service and it's pizza, so need I say more? I enjoyed my one Coop Elevator and thankfully we left before I had time to order food.
The Pump here we come! I've heard great things about The Pump and could hardly wait. It lived up to my expectation and as it turns out nobody lied about it's greatness. We played baggo, or whatever it is you call it. The bean bag game, ya feel me? Drinks were good, food was good and the company was good. I could've stayed here and been a happy camper. But it's not called pub stay.
Off to Grandad's we go. First impression? It smelled like vomit. Which, I've learned from Bar Rescue means there's a fairly decent chance it could use a wipe down. Service was nonexistent. I was expecting it to be a house, it wasn't a house. I've heard people go on and on about Grandad's and repeat their visits over and over. I don't get it. Maybe they meant Grandma's? My grandad's house didn't look or smell like this bar so I felt lied to. One bad margarita later, we began our hike back to Paseo.
All in all it was a successful night celebrating our friend's birthday. I like pub crawls more than I thought and am so happy to be living in Oklahoma City.
Cheers, crawlers.
Friday, December 5, 2014
Winnerview vs. Interpoo
If you're a close friend you know I recently left my 8-5 job. I am looking for new employment, but it has been a nice break to focus on my photography business and to just take a breather and hit the reset button. Plus, I have a really supportive husband, who, if you didn't know, just got
I have been interviewing at multiple places. I have taken this opportunity to take a step back and really come to terms with what line of work I'd really be interested in.
I was so excited when I was fresh out of college and was hired for my first "Big kid job" with GBR Properties, Inc., a commercial real estate company. While it was a great starting point, it wasn't somewhere I was meant to ground myself. I enjoyed my time at Phuel Marketing, but I was more or less paddling in a stagnant environment. My last position with M&N Holding Company was a whole new experience and one that was needed, but I would gladly decline to have again. I'm not an auto industry gal, shocker.
I am finally at a point where I am ready to enjoy what I'm getting paid to do every day. It's a big deal when you get to this point and you shouldn't allow for any exceptions. I'm being very cautious and really reflecting on available jobs.
Interviews are not fun. I don't like the unknown. I'm very much a planner and I get very anxious going into interviews not knowing what information I should keep at the forefront of my brain. I inherit this quality from my mom.
I don't know that I have the answers for interviewing, but I do know that I have my go-to routine. If you don't have a go-to routine, this might help you, if you're a female. Aside from researching the position and company, I strongly believe your outward appearance is about 60% why a company would consider you.
I spend a good 30-60 minutes reading about positions. You should know the ins and outs and present yourself as a knowledgeable individual. After all, would you hire an idiot? We both know the answer to that.
Lipstick. I really consider my bright reds and pinks to be good luck and up to this point it has really seemed to work in my favor. Consider your face art, would you want to look at gloomy art every day or something uplifting and creative? I assume most employers don't want a dreary human being to work with. I also think how you compose yourself shows how you would compose your assignments and projects. Here are a few of my go-to sticks:
Shoes. The sassier, the better. There is a vivid difference between sassy heels and trashy heels---it's important to know the difference. I'm a strong believer in pointy-toed shoes. For me they exude a feeling of power over the round toe. Again, this is clearly my personal opinion and I'm stuck in my ways. Plus, I feel like I look childlike in round toe shoes. Not a good look when applying to work for a corporation.
Resume. YAWN. Liven it up! Unless black and white describes you, then by all means stick to your personality. I'm not a black and white type person, I like color and prefer most things to have a creative flair. After being someone who had to look at resumes, they all look the same after a while. But not this bad boy of mine (excuse the blurring effects, you're really not missing out on much)...
While first impressions aren't everything, they are a big thing. And if you're not first, you're last---go have yourself a winnerview!
Lipsticks also make great gifts and stocking stuffers :)
TGIF
TEACHER OF THE YEAR!
(Insert balloons, noise poppers & confetti)
(Insert balloons, noise poppers & confetti)
I have been interviewing at multiple places. I have taken this opportunity to take a step back and really come to terms with what line of work I'd really be interested in.
I was so excited when I was fresh out of college and was hired for my first "Big kid job" with GBR Properties, Inc., a commercial real estate company. While it was a great starting point, it wasn't somewhere I was meant to ground myself. I enjoyed my time at Phuel Marketing, but I was more or less paddling in a stagnant environment. My last position with M&N Holding Company was a whole new experience and one that was needed, but I would gladly decline to have again. I'm not an auto industry gal, shocker.
I am finally at a point where I am ready to enjoy what I'm getting paid to do every day. It's a big deal when you get to this point and you shouldn't allow for any exceptions. I'm being very cautious and really reflecting on available jobs.
Interviews are not fun. I don't like the unknown. I'm very much a planner and I get very anxious going into interviews not knowing what information I should keep at the forefront of my brain. I inherit this quality from my mom.
I don't know that I have the answers for interviewing, but I do know that I have my go-to routine. If you don't have a go-to routine, this might help you, if you're a female. Aside from researching the position and company, I strongly believe your outward appearance is about 60% why a company would consider you.
I spend a good 30-60 minutes reading about positions. You should know the ins and outs and present yourself as a knowledgeable individual. After all, would you hire an idiot? We both know the answer to that.
Lipstick. I really consider my bright reds and pinks to be good luck and up to this point it has really seemed to work in my favor. Consider your face art, would you want to look at gloomy art every day or something uplifting and creative? I assume most employers don't want a dreary human being to work with. I also think how you compose yourself shows how you would compose your assignments and projects. Here are a few of my go-to sticks:
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| Clinique chubby stick intense - Mightiest Maraschino $17.00 MAC - Amplified $16.00 Lancôme Color Design - Red Stiletto $22.50 Estee Lauder Pure Color Envy - Tumultuous Pink $30.00 Lancôme - Rouge in Love $28.50 Revlon Colorburst - Fuchsia $7.00 *You'll notice I have some low sticks because I use them until the very end! I wouldn't dare waste any. |
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| Antonio Melani from Dillard's |
While first impressions aren't everything, they are a big thing. And if you're not first, you're last---go have yourself a winnerview!
Lipsticks also make great gifts and stocking stuffers :)
TGIF
Friday, November 14, 2014
Secrets of the Auto Industry
I was recently working for a company that owns around 18 car dealerships. I learned a thing or two about the gimmicks and decided, hey, I bet you guys would like to know, too. You're welcome.
1. Tell us to quit calling. There is a 28 day process that everyone has to follow, which means we have to attempt to contact you for 28 days. We will inevitably blow up your phone and email like a middle school girl with a crush. The only way around this is to answer and tell us to quit calling. After 28 days you're put on a "Long Term Contact" list, so we will still continue to call from time to time.
2. No, you cannot buy a car and get another one for $1.00, this is what is known as a "gimmick" and I honestly feel bad for you all that think it's true.
3. Fine print. Dealerships know fine print better than anyone, so even if you think the deals you see on TV or hear on the radio are gospel, there is fine print that covers the dealers arse in order to not actually follow thru on that unbelievable deal.
4. "I left my cards in the store, would you come up there with me so I can get you one?" He didn't leave his cards in the store. They feel as though once they have you in the store you are mush. Suggestion? Ask the salesperson for their name and number to put in YOUR phone. Do not give out your contact information...this will also help prevent #1 from happening.
5. "Let me introduce you to my manager." No offense to the mangers, but it's just a title. Everyone in the auto industry gains a fairly decent title. Meeting the manager is no honor and it's just another devious strategy to make you believe they value you. They want your money, that's it.
6. Most online prices are not accurate. They normally include all rebates and discounts, some of which you don't even qualify for. There is also small print to cover this shameless tactic.
7. "You're prequalified for $25,000" You're not special. We pay for statistics based off of available credit information and then you receive this piece of paper making you think your credit score has gone from 400 to 800. It hasn't. We are just trying to get you into the dealership and get you to spend money you and I both know you don't have. Normally you won't be approved and if you are, it's certainly not for $25,000.
8. I often spoke with customers who would start off with, "I have really bad credit, my house went into foreclosure and my car was repossessed. I'd like to see what I qualify for." We follow up with this response: "We have multiple finance options that fit most any situation. Would you like to schedule a time with our finance manager?" See...always trying to get you into the store. What I want to say is, "Do you really think you should be trying to purchase a vehicle in your current financial state?"
9. While your debating signing the paperwork for a new vehicle, another sales person comes in and says, "Hey, did they buy that car? There's a guy here that is ready to take it." YAWN. This is a tiring maneuver they pull to put the pressure on. Don't fall for it. You need to respond with, "Let him have it."
10. If you think salesman and dealerships are slimy, so are their corporate offices. They basically all went on that Nickelodeon show and got slimed together. They are not only dishonest with their customers, but also with their employees. So all those negative thoughts you have about dealerships, I'm here to confirm their validity.
With all of this, I hope you'll go into your next vehicle purchase a little wiser and less naïve. I do have dealerships I would suggest avoiding, but you can direct message me for the names.
Vroom-Vroom,
April
1. Tell us to quit calling. There is a 28 day process that everyone has to follow, which means we have to attempt to contact you for 28 days. We will inevitably blow up your phone and email like a middle school girl with a crush. The only way around this is to answer and tell us to quit calling. After 28 days you're put on a "Long Term Contact" list, so we will still continue to call from time to time.
2. No, you cannot buy a car and get another one for $1.00, this is what is known as a "gimmick" and I honestly feel bad for you all that think it's true.
3. Fine print. Dealerships know fine print better than anyone, so even if you think the deals you see on TV or hear on the radio are gospel, there is fine print that covers the dealers arse in order to not actually follow thru on that unbelievable deal.
4. "I left my cards in the store, would you come up there with me so I can get you one?" He didn't leave his cards in the store. They feel as though once they have you in the store you are mush. Suggestion? Ask the salesperson for their name and number to put in YOUR phone. Do not give out your contact information...this will also help prevent #1 from happening.
5. "Let me introduce you to my manager." No offense to the mangers, but it's just a title. Everyone in the auto industry gains a fairly decent title. Meeting the manager is no honor and it's just another devious strategy to make you believe they value you. They want your money, that's it.
6. Most online prices are not accurate. They normally include all rebates and discounts, some of which you don't even qualify for. There is also small print to cover this shameless tactic.
7. "You're prequalified for $25,000" You're not special. We pay for statistics based off of available credit information and then you receive this piece of paper making you think your credit score has gone from 400 to 800. It hasn't. We are just trying to get you into the dealership and get you to spend money you and I both know you don't have. Normally you won't be approved and if you are, it's certainly not for $25,000.
8. I often spoke with customers who would start off with, "I have really bad credit, my house went into foreclosure and my car was repossessed. I'd like to see what I qualify for." We follow up with this response: "We have multiple finance options that fit most any situation. Would you like to schedule a time with our finance manager?" See...always trying to get you into the store. What I want to say is, "Do you really think you should be trying to purchase a vehicle in your current financial state?"
9. While your debating signing the paperwork for a new vehicle, another sales person comes in and says, "Hey, did they buy that car? There's a guy here that is ready to take it." YAWN. This is a tiring maneuver they pull to put the pressure on. Don't fall for it. You need to respond with, "Let him have it."
10. If you think salesman and dealerships are slimy, so are their corporate offices. They basically all went on that Nickelodeon show and got slimed together. They are not only dishonest with their customers, but also with their employees. So all those negative thoughts you have about dealerships, I'm here to confirm their validity.
With all of this, I hope you'll go into your next vehicle purchase a little wiser and less naïve. I do have dealerships I would suggest avoiding, but you can direct message me for the names.
Vroom-Vroom,
April
Friday, November 7, 2014
Taking the FREE out of Photografree
Most know I work an 8-5 job and then have my photography business on the side and by side I mean photoshoots on weekends and editing during week nights. I shouldn't even say "side" because it's really just a second full time job. I have two entrees on my plate.
This works great for me. I majored in photography and I love it. It's nice to utilize your degree but not have to rely on it so you still gain some enjoyment. I'm on the higher end of generosity. I don't say this to receive any accolades, I'm just saying it to say that generosity can be hard and generosity is easily taken advantage of.
This year more than others I have been gifting individuals with "FREE" photoshoots. Jon soon let me know that I need to take that 4 letter word out of my vocabulary. Apparently it doesn't speak highly about the value of my work. There are scenarios that I absolutely don't mind giving the gift of a photoshoot, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized how right he was. Dang it. That one time in your whole life when your husband is right. (wink, wink)
I don't have my contractor come to my house and expect him to wire electricity for free. I don't expect a plumber to take time out of his day to service my toilets for free. Even when my dad helps me with projects I get him a gift. And I'm certainly not indebted to anyone enough to owe them my service of photography for free.
I know the world of photography has become so saturated. Damn you, Pinterest. The way I see it is, I generally find a recipe on Pinterest that looks easy enough, so I attempt it. My chef success rate is probably 40%, on a good day. This is how a lot of you are with photography, painting, design and artistic paths. You see these pins online of some serious talent and think "I could do that!" Maybe you can, but there's a difference in a hobby and a business.
Starting a creative business with no experience is really a bold move. Those of us who went to school for four years or have studied this art are wide-eyed at your approach.
With that being said, I could easily see hobbyists offering free photoshoots. I mean, why not? Free is a great way to learn. No one can be upset at your 40% success rate and heck, you may even realize that it's not all it's cracked up to be. Plus, it's expensive. Photography. Is. Expensive. If you do it right.
So, I've decided to take my four year Oklahoma City University degree and make an income out of it. I have simplified my reasoning to this:
I am offering a service.
I don't regret giving the gift of photography, but free is something I need to escape in order to grow as an artist. Surely you can agree with me on that.
Of course I have those nearest and dearest to me who I'd never expect a penny from. But that list is full and I'm not accepting any applicants.
Thank you to everyone who has contributed to my photography the past seven years. It really means the world to me that you trust me with this art. I'm always thrilled for a photoshoot and plan for this to never change.
{TGIF}
This works great for me. I majored in photography and I love it. It's nice to utilize your degree but not have to rely on it so you still gain some enjoyment. I'm on the higher end of generosity. I don't say this to receive any accolades, I'm just saying it to say that generosity can be hard and generosity is easily taken advantage of.
This year more than others I have been gifting individuals with "FREE" photoshoots. Jon soon let me know that I need to take that 4 letter word out of my vocabulary. Apparently it doesn't speak highly about the value of my work. There are scenarios that I absolutely don't mind giving the gift of a photoshoot, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized how right he was. Dang it. That one time in your whole life when your husband is right. (wink, wink)
I don't have my contractor come to my house and expect him to wire electricity for free. I don't expect a plumber to take time out of his day to service my toilets for free. Even when my dad helps me with projects I get him a gift. And I'm certainly not indebted to anyone enough to owe them my service of photography for free.
I know the world of photography has become so saturated. Damn you, Pinterest. The way I see it is, I generally find a recipe on Pinterest that looks easy enough, so I attempt it. My chef success rate is probably 40%, on a good day. This is how a lot of you are with photography, painting, design and artistic paths. You see these pins online of some serious talent and think "I could do that!" Maybe you can, but there's a difference in a hobby and a business.
Starting a creative business with no experience is really a bold move. Those of us who went to school for four years or have studied this art are wide-eyed at your approach.
With that being said, I could easily see hobbyists offering free photoshoots. I mean, why not? Free is a great way to learn. No one can be upset at your 40% success rate and heck, you may even realize that it's not all it's cracked up to be. Plus, it's expensive. Photography. Is. Expensive. If you do it right.
So, I've decided to take my four year Oklahoma City University degree and make an income out of it. I have simplified my reasoning to this:
I am offering a service.
I don't regret giving the gift of photography, but free is something I need to escape in order to grow as an artist. Surely you can agree with me on that.
Of course I have those nearest and dearest to me who I'd never expect a penny from. But that list is full and I'm not accepting any applicants.
Thank you to everyone who has contributed to my photography the past seven years. It really means the world to me that you trust me with this art. I'm always thrilled for a photoshoot and plan for this to never change.
{TGIF}
Friday, October 24, 2014
Life as a Professional
I thought I'd reflect a little on the work place and what to expect and what not to expect.
When I got my first big kid job out of college, I worked with men. I interviewed with three men and I thought I would die from nervousness. Just know, every workplace needs a woman, but not a lot of them. No offense to my own kind, but you all are t-r-o-u-b-l-e. My second job also entailed a male environment. Sure, if you get offended easily and don't have a sense of humor, you probably should only work in a female oriented location, but even that has it's battles.
I now sit at a job where I am isolated, but am surrounded by women. I overhear conversations about who parked too close to who, who rolled her eyes, who has a monotone voice and the list goes on. These are real live conversations, folks. It wears me out and I'm just a bystander.
My mom told me a long time ago that girls never change, they never stop gossiping. I'm sure she shared this with me when I was hysterical about someone being mean. I tell you this so you don't go into a professional atmosphere expecting a sorority mentality to be gone from the females around you. I also tell you this as a warning. Everyone knows who the "Office Gossip" is and nobody likes them. Just don't do it. Girl's are manipulative, you won't even know you've joined their team until it's too late.
Working with men isn't always rainbows and butterflies either. Even the professional ones in suits are gross, perverse and childish.
Moving on.
Need a new job? You're on your own. People won't help you find a job. They don't care. Most of the people you ask aren't happy with their own job, why would they find something better for you? Even with all their connections* they are generally useless. I've had one person legitimately find me a job and somehow she found me my last two, thanks Abster.
*Connections: Things people say they have but when it comes down to it, they know no one.
Trust me, I've put plenty to the test. Everyone has the best, most important job and knows the President of the United States, but when you ask for a little networking opp, they have suddenly entered a state of amnesia.
It's not their fault. I get it. Nobody wants to admit their job isn't really that great. Just be proud to be employed, nobody needs to hear you talk yourself up, especially if it doesn't get me anywhere.
So what have we learned today? Women are women and people are people.
Go tackle the world!
When I got my first big kid job out of college, I worked with men. I interviewed with three men and I thought I would die from nervousness. Just know, every workplace needs a woman, but not a lot of them. No offense to my own kind, but you all are t-r-o-u-b-l-e. My second job also entailed a male environment. Sure, if you get offended easily and don't have a sense of humor, you probably should only work in a female oriented location, but even that has it's battles.
I now sit at a job where I am isolated, but am surrounded by women. I overhear conversations about who parked too close to who, who rolled her eyes, who has a monotone voice and the list goes on. These are real live conversations, folks. It wears me out and I'm just a bystander.
My mom told me a long time ago that girls never change, they never stop gossiping. I'm sure she shared this with me when I was hysterical about someone being mean. I tell you this so you don't go into a professional atmosphere expecting a sorority mentality to be gone from the females around you. I also tell you this as a warning. Everyone knows who the "Office Gossip" is and nobody likes them. Just don't do it. Girl's are manipulative, you won't even know you've joined their team until it's too late.
Working with men isn't always rainbows and butterflies either. Even the professional ones in suits are gross, perverse and childish.
Moving on.
Need a new job? You're on your own. People won't help you find a job. They don't care. Most of the people you ask aren't happy with their own job, why would they find something better for you? Even with all their connections* they are generally useless. I've had one person legitimately find me a job and somehow she found me my last two, thanks Abster.
*Connections: Things people say they have but when it comes down to it, they know no one.
Trust me, I've put plenty to the test. Everyone has the best, most important job and knows the President of the United States, but when you ask for a little networking opp, they have suddenly entered a state of amnesia.
It's not their fault. I get it. Nobody wants to admit their job isn't really that great. Just be proud to be employed, nobody needs to hear you talk yourself up, especially if it doesn't get me anywhere.
So what have we learned today? Women are women and people are people.
Go tackle the world!
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Anything Could Happen
Yes, Ellie Goulding, anything could happen.
If this year was equivalent to an Easter basket I would feel really bad for the rest of you because I got all the eggs. ALL OF THEM. I even got rotten ones, which was rude, but nonetheless, I got them.
I'm going to stay on this subjeggt, actually. Get it, Subj-egg-t? Subject, people, subject. Stay with me.
We all know there's some good eggs and some bad eggs in this spinning globe. Actually, some of you still believe we're all good, but you haven't met the people I have. You'd change your mind real quick. Normally you don't know an egg is bad until you crack into it. Same goes for humans. Hypothetically, not physically. But a physically cracked human would also be considered bad.
Generally speaking, I, along with most of you, get along with just about anyone. This usually occurs until the moment you see someone for who they are. That damn moment ruins everything. Here you are, thinking you are just a happy-go-lucky person with friends left and right and then that moment. That damn moment. You, me, all of us need that moment. Sometimes people can bounce back from it. You know when doctors ask you "What's your pain on a scale from 1-10?" You can use the same scale to judge the severity of that damn moment. Anything between 1-5 can usually be worked out, but 6-10 is debatable. I believe I've had some moments exceed 10. Can you say "SAYANARA?"
Once I realized it's not mandatory to like everyone, circa 2010, my selection of humans got narrowed down. We were all blessed with gut feelings. I just happen to go with mine. There's not a manual on gut feelings, BTW. And doctors can't activate them for you.
Back to my Easter basket. I had some surprising eggs that looked like solid gold turn out to be complete crap. Slap.in.the.face. I definitely didn't have my Willy Wonka moment with any gold wrappers. Obviously Charlie took them all. Way to go, Charlie. Way to freaking go.
Reaching to my "Name of the Game" post. Jon asked "What is loyalty to you?" I honestly could not articulate a sentence that sounded the way I felt. I have always considered loyalty to be knowing someone well enough to know their intentions, motives and character. When you know those things I think in a controversial situation you'll be able to stand your ground, loyally. I've witnessed people neglect their loyalty and to me it's generally unforgivable. Like I said, loyalty is not meant for the weak. You'd be surprised who is weak.
I should provide you with some helpful feedback about my learning curve this year. All I can say is, never underestimate a persons ability to surprise you. Myself included. I'm full of surprises. Happy to share the good ones, but capable of sharing bad ones...if I absolutely have to (In my head I say this with complete sass and a complimentary stare down).
Have an eggcellent day. Surprise others the way you'd like to be surprised.
If this year was equivalent to an Easter basket I would feel really bad for the rest of you because I got all the eggs. ALL OF THEM. I even got rotten ones, which was rude, but nonetheless, I got them.
I'm going to stay on this subjeggt, actually. Get it, Subj-egg-t? Subject, people, subject. Stay with me.
We all know there's some good eggs and some bad eggs in this spinning globe. Actually, some of you still believe we're all good, but you haven't met the people I have. You'd change your mind real quick. Normally you don't know an egg is bad until you crack into it. Same goes for humans. Hypothetically, not physically. But a physically cracked human would also be considered bad.
Generally speaking, I, along with most of you, get along with just about anyone. This usually occurs until the moment you see someone for who they are. That damn moment ruins everything. Here you are, thinking you are just a happy-go-lucky person with friends left and right and then that moment. That damn moment. You, me, all of us need that moment. Sometimes people can bounce back from it. You know when doctors ask you "What's your pain on a scale from 1-10?" You can use the same scale to judge the severity of that damn moment. Anything between 1-5 can usually be worked out, but 6-10 is debatable. I believe I've had some moments exceed 10. Can you say "SAYANARA?"
Once I realized it's not mandatory to like everyone, circa 2010, my selection of humans got narrowed down. We were all blessed with gut feelings. I just happen to go with mine. There's not a manual on gut feelings, BTW. And doctors can't activate them for you.
Back to my Easter basket. I had some surprising eggs that looked like solid gold turn out to be complete crap. Slap.in.the.face. I definitely didn't have my Willy Wonka moment with any gold wrappers. Obviously Charlie took them all. Way to go, Charlie. Way to freaking go.
Reaching to my "Name of the Game" post. Jon asked "What is loyalty to you?" I honestly could not articulate a sentence that sounded the way I felt. I have always considered loyalty to be knowing someone well enough to know their intentions, motives and character. When you know those things I think in a controversial situation you'll be able to stand your ground, loyally. I've witnessed people neglect their loyalty and to me it's generally unforgivable. Like I said, loyalty is not meant for the weak. You'd be surprised who is weak.
I should provide you with some helpful feedback about my learning curve this year. All I can say is, never underestimate a persons ability to surprise you. Myself included. I'm full of surprises. Happy to share the good ones, but capable of sharing bad ones...if I absolutely have to (In my head I say this with complete sass and a complimentary stare down).
Have an eggcellent day. Surprise others the way you'd like to be surprised.
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