life, death, tequila, cake and other topics
Last night I wrote some self-indulgent crap that I proceeded to delete when I woke up at 4:30 but there were parts I want to remember.
The subject of the entry was "The Opposite of Cake is Tequila." I was particularly proud of my title.
When a person I know (me included) gets a desirable job, I make a cake. So...I didn't get this job and decided that if success is sweet, creamy, soft cake than rejection is sour, salty, hard tequila. So my plan for yesterday evening was to watch t.v. (thereby avoiding reality*) and have a margarita (thereby further avoiding reality) for an hour or so and then deal with all my stuff. Before my plan could come to fruition, I got a call from my friend who works in Bellevue saying, "You don't have to do this but I have a favor to ask. I can't leave work for at least another hour and there is a 70 year old man at my apartment who was just told he has 6 months to live. He is freaking out but he lost my cellphone which I left with him so he can't call his family or the airline. He is all alone. Will you drive to my apartment and let him use your cell phone to call his family and arrange a sooner flight home?"
This is someone I had never met. I don't think my friend had met him before yesterday yet; I said, "of course." This is what you do in Montana and I was very happy to do it.
The man got ahold of his sister as well as the airline. Everything got settled and he is leaving on Friday instead of leaving next week. He is a pleasant man and we had nice conversations until my friend took over for me. I came home and had that margarita because there is nothing like spending several hours with a religious man who has 6 months to live to increase the need to escape reality.
I didn't do my homework or apply for jobs. I hung out with the love of my life and tried to get a good night's sleep before waking up and dealing with a reality that wasn't fun before I was reminded that it kills nice people for having a blood transfusion before hospitals checked blood for life threatening diseases. My homework got done. My applications will get done. The world keeps spinning but that was my evening.
*In this case, reality is mostly homework and job applications.
The subject of the entry was "The Opposite of Cake is Tequila." I was particularly proud of my title.
When a person I know (me included) gets a desirable job, I make a cake. So...I didn't get this job and decided that if success is sweet, creamy, soft cake than rejection is sour, salty, hard tequila. So my plan for yesterday evening was to watch t.v. (thereby avoiding reality*) and have a margarita (thereby further avoiding reality) for an hour or so and then deal with all my stuff. Before my plan could come to fruition, I got a call from my friend who works in Bellevue saying, "You don't have to do this but I have a favor to ask. I can't leave work for at least another hour and there is a 70 year old man at my apartment who was just told he has 6 months to live. He is freaking out but he lost my cellphone which I left with him so he can't call his family or the airline. He is all alone. Will you drive to my apartment and let him use your cell phone to call his family and arrange a sooner flight home?"
This is someone I had never met. I don't think my friend had met him before yesterday yet; I said, "of course." This is what you do in Montana and I was very happy to do it.
The man got ahold of his sister as well as the airline. Everything got settled and he is leaving on Friday instead of leaving next week. He is a pleasant man and we had nice conversations until my friend took over for me. I came home and had that margarita because there is nothing like spending several hours with a religious man who has 6 months to live to increase the need to escape reality.
I didn't do my homework or apply for jobs. I hung out with the love of my life and tried to get a good night's sleep before waking up and dealing with a reality that wasn't fun before I was reminded that it kills nice people for having a blood transfusion before hospitals checked blood for life threatening diseases. My homework got done. My applications will get done. The world keeps spinning but that was my evening.
*In this case, reality is mostly homework and job applications.