I filled out the questionnaire on eHarmony and am seriously thinking about buying a subscription to review my matches. You see, EH doesn’t allow you to see pictures of those you’re compatible with until you fork over $60 a month. That’s a lot of money for a broke individual as myself. I’m trying to rationalize paying that much money by saying that I’m “investing in my future.” I am willing to put this fee on my credit card if I can convince myself that it’s necessary. I mean, I work hard all year, I deserve something nice!
Today, at my Blockbuster job, I did two experiments to which I hypothesized the good in people by creating a scenario to which my co-worker would be proven wrong. She stated the ubiquitous “Give an inch, take a mile” philosophy that tends to overcome the general population when it comes to deals and sales. Blockbuster is closing so I told a customer she could go through the racks and take DVD backer cards (mini-poster things) that normally we would sell for 75 cents each. I said, “a few” and “a handful” for free. My co-worker and I watched her. All the while, I’m professing that the customer would do the right thing and not take advantage of the freebies I was giving her. My co-worker contested thoroughly that the customer was going to take a lot more than she was offered.
Five minutes later, the customer came up, said Thanks and left. I looked in her hands and she took at least 100 backers. I looked at the shelves that had the backers on them, and they were disheveled. A hundred is not a few! I also had to go back and straighten the mess the customer had made when she went through the racks. Insult to injury.
In further thought, I expect this experiment endanger my job when this customer comes back tomorrow demanding more free DVD backers, to which my manager will say, “Who said you can have them for free!?”
Yup, I’m screwed. Good thing we’re going out of business, aye? :)
I watched this TLC show tonight and I bawled through out most of it. I know people watched it and saw these obsessed animal lovers, but I saw them as people like me who would do anything for their pup. At one point of the people featured was watching as his puppies cloned from his dog were being born, and all between gasping breaths of crying I totally felt his pain. I know my roommates must’ve thought I was some kind of psychotic episode, but it was just very emotional to see. I differently hope there will be some sort of series coming from this.
I’m in a situation right now where a certain amount of stasis is taking place. I just want to scream and argue, but an unspoken truce occurred somewhere. Everything went back to how it was before the fighting started, but now I’ve become uncomfortable with this awkwardness that comes with two people ignoring what’s on the tips of their tongues; instead, they’re opting to act like nothing is wrong. I’m kind of tired of pretending right now.
“I’m tired of arguing.” I can’t believe I gave him the power to decide when we should stop talking about our problems. “If you’re looking for a fight look somewhere else.” I shouldn’t have let that slide.
All I want to do right now is to bring this fight up again. I want to ask him how he would feel if I started anyone. “That’s awesome!” I expect him to say. Wrong answer. I know that if he ever started seeing someone I would be utterly crushed. That isn’t fair, and I don’t think it’s fair for me to keep this guy around if it’s just going to turn out bad for me, and me only.
Oh, unrequited love. Why must I always be the one?
I can gripe about holiday consumerism all day, claim I should be able to open my presents early because I don’t believe in Jesus, and I can tell people I have no real love for Christmas at all… But every year I catch myself watching 24-hours of A Christmas Story; all the holiday episodes of Friends, Family Matters, and King of the Hill; and yesterday, I caught myself watching unboxing videos of Kindle Fires to see if my friend got me one (I memorized her wrapped present’s shape and weight before I left for the holidays).
In all my hypocritical glory, Merry Chrisrmas!
