Friday the 13th...big whoop. I made it through just fine, but then I always do. I'm not the superstitious type anyway. I figure if something bad's gonna happen, the date makes absolutely no difference, so I'm scared every day. I said I wasn't superstitious, I didn't mention pessimistic. Since I started on this low-bran diet, I'm an ass half- full kinda guy. I used to be strictly the ass half empty type, and I really notice the change.
I am getting better at deflecting anger at work. I think maybe all the Jedi mind tricks are making it easier. "You don't need to save that 15 dollars. It doesn't matter what the sign says. These are not the toys you're looking for." So far so fine. I am still dealing with a lot of returns and that's where the mind melt really comes in handy. "You don't want to return these here. You want to take them back where you bought them Think how pleasant the journey to Virginia will be in January.Thank you." I always smile and thank them profusely. It makes all the difference between a happy, dazed customer and a written warning from the home office.
I ask you, 12 years of 8th grade and this is what I do for a living? What kind of cosmic caca is this? Yes I know we only get what we ask for, but no one told me about how to ask for the right stuff. I didn't mean to ask for this, honest. I always pictured myself as....gimme a minute here...I saw....um...pretty much nothing. When I was 20 I thought I'd be in oblivion by now. I didn't see anything in particular at all really. I thought I'd be somewhere doing something.
Which I am. If I'd known my visualizing skills were gonna be so fuzzy I'd've had cable installed years ago. The rabbit ears just aren't cutting it.
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2 comments:
I think those rabbit ears are cutting it just fine.
I think you may need much more than cable if those rabbit ears aren't working for you, my friend.
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