That Lady Was So Angry
I truly do think that Diet Pepsi is the supreme drink of mortals. It's so, so much more delicious than any other diet soda. I take a sip of Diet Coke these days and all I can think is, "This is extremely diet!" But with Diet Pepsi, I just enjoy. What a valuable thing. That said, chocolate soymilk is a bit more boring than I would have expected, and Silk's variety of it is extremely powerful in the chocolate department. I should have gotten regular soymilk, maybe.
It may fairly be stated that I was not "with it" today at work. I just kind of drifted around, got easily annoyed with customers--I really need to work on not getting frustrated when people say "'I need' so and so," as if they expect me to do all their work for them when they're in the self-serve area--and really messed up some poor lady's binding job. She neglected to tell me on which side she wanted it bound, so I punched holes where they would conventionally go and she was pissed. But she forgave me and told me to just use the cutter to take off the punched portion of her pages. Of course, I was too inept to use the cutter, so I cut her back cover too short. It didn't feel too great to have my serviced called "ridiculous" and to be personally insulted, but I couldn't say that I wasn't somewhat at fault. I apologized as sincerely as I could, she went home and got a new back cover, and Abdur, my manager, had my back. Despite the fact that she really wanted me to get in trouble. She backed off a bit when she could tell how bad I felt, I think, but even so, it wasn't great.
In other news, I've been considering what my professor told me about ethics. He and I chatted for maybe fifteen minutes after our last class of the semester, and he explained how he doesn't believe that we all have to be moral saints--we can just be ourselves sometimes, maybe, and that freedom is completely outside the realm of morality. I can't explain the exact rational process I have for it, but it has me thinking about overarching moral principles and how I can just let them go sometimes. Treat people decently, I think the moral of that story is, and aside from that, just be yourself. That sounds very contemporary and Western to me, really, but it does make sense.
And on the subject of making sense: people have said it before, but it really is not a good idea to shop when you're hungry. I drove over to Meijer right after work to get some sushi to munch on, and I ended up with Triscuits, salsa, hummus, pita bread, sunflower kernels, chocolate soymilk, and a Three Musketeers bar in addition to it. I'm sure I'll consume them as they're all delicious--with the possible exception of the extremely strong soymilk, of course--but it did cost me more than I intended to spend. The end.
It may fairly be stated that I was not "with it" today at work. I just kind of drifted around, got easily annoyed with customers--I really need to work on not getting frustrated when people say "'I need' so and so," as if they expect me to do all their work for them when they're in the self-serve area--and really messed up some poor lady's binding job. She neglected to tell me on which side she wanted it bound, so I punched holes where they would conventionally go and she was pissed. But she forgave me and told me to just use the cutter to take off the punched portion of her pages. Of course, I was too inept to use the cutter, so I cut her back cover too short. It didn't feel too great to have my serviced called "ridiculous" and to be personally insulted, but I couldn't say that I wasn't somewhat at fault. I apologized as sincerely as I could, she went home and got a new back cover, and Abdur, my manager, had my back. Despite the fact that she really wanted me to get in trouble. She backed off a bit when she could tell how bad I felt, I think, but even so, it wasn't great.
In other news, I've been considering what my professor told me about ethics. He and I chatted for maybe fifteen minutes after our last class of the semester, and he explained how he doesn't believe that we all have to be moral saints--we can just be ourselves sometimes, maybe, and that freedom is completely outside the realm of morality. I can't explain the exact rational process I have for it, but it has me thinking about overarching moral principles and how I can just let them go sometimes. Treat people decently, I think the moral of that story is, and aside from that, just be yourself. That sounds very contemporary and Western to me, really, but it does make sense.
And on the subject of making sense: people have said it before, but it really is not a good idea to shop when you're hungry. I drove over to Meijer right after work to get some sushi to munch on, and I ended up with Triscuits, salsa, hummus, pita bread, sunflower kernels, chocolate soymilk, and a Three Musketeers bar in addition to it. I'm sure I'll consume them as they're all delicious--with the possible exception of the extremely strong soymilk, of course--but it did cost me more than I intended to spend. The end.