U-N-Cya
Ususally we say that when we win. But we lost. Final game of the college world series and we just couldn't pull it out. Oh well I love my Heels anyway.
Brazil won today. And I'm scared to even say I have a bet going on the France-Spain game for fear of jinxing myself. Some things are better left unsaid.
Rant for the day:
When did people become so shameless? I was thinking about this on the way to work today, and I've decided that I'm such a bitch because of my pride. I don't think it's ok to eat someone else's food without asking, and for that matter, I usually won't ask for food. Transitive property: I don't eat other peoples' food. Or borrow their clothes. Or shoes. I mean there is a difference between sharing and being a greedy, slobbering pig. There is a fine line as far as I am concerned. For example: Yesterday when Aderol and I took the bus to Dupont, she takes out a pack of gum and removes a piece to eat. A woman nearby says, "Oh gum, can I have a piece?" Who the hell is this woman? And why does she think she has a claim to a piece of gum from a person she has never met? But Aderol gives her a piece anyway, with a SMILE. What has the world come to? Since when is this ok? Someone please tell me! I mean to me this is just beyond rude. Again--pride issue. I didn't even think of asking for gum, the thought of wanting gum didn't even cross my mind even though I saw an open pack in the hands of someone right next to me. I just don't know why people think that they can have whatever they want from someone else. And then if you say no, it's like "Fuck you, you bitch!" Since when is not wanting to give someone something you paid for grounds for social disenfranchisement? I mean I get it: "sharing is caring" as Barney always said. I understand that we need to learn to peacefully co-exist, but I don't understand why I have become everyone's food whore. Oh, wait, yes I do. Because the guys downstairs don't buy food for themselves and the girls in my room don't eat food--and thus don't have anything worth eating. That makes 6 hungry mouths all yearning after my food. I mean, I really shouldn't care--but TWO boxes (10 packs) of Dunkaroos, a can of ravioli, and a Go-Gurt?! Come the hell on people--it's time to go to the store and stop being such mongrels. I'm way too proud to ask for anything I don't need. If I need a q-tip, I'll ask for a q-tip. If I need a pin, I'll ask for one of those too. If I need a ride back to D.C. at 3:30 a.m. from Rockville, I'll ask--thanks again, James. But never will you find me asking a stranger for a piece of gum--unless I'm about to meet the president or something--no I wouldn't want gum in my mouth, THAT would be rude. I just miss the days when someone would take your property and you could yell "NO, MINE!" and have everyone find that acceptable. In kindergarten you're taught to share--but always with the intention that the toy goes home with its owner, but I really hope that woman does not intend to give the gum back to Addy.
I think I'm going to try a new gameplan with these kids--the two-year-old tantrum. I'm going to try the "NO, MINE!" next time instead of smiling and saying, "Sure." Although my smile is already pretty forbidding--it's more of an "Effing take it if you must, you mangy mut" than a "please be my guest." But in the future I'll take the more direct approach.
Brazil won today. And I'm scared to even say I have a bet going on the France-Spain game for fear of jinxing myself. Some things are better left unsaid.
Rant for the day:
When did people become so shameless? I was thinking about this on the way to work today, and I've decided that I'm such a bitch because of my pride. I don't think it's ok to eat someone else's food without asking, and for that matter, I usually won't ask for food. Transitive property: I don't eat other peoples' food. Or borrow their clothes. Or shoes. I mean there is a difference between sharing and being a greedy, slobbering pig. There is a fine line as far as I am concerned. For example: Yesterday when Aderol and I took the bus to Dupont, she takes out a pack of gum and removes a piece to eat. A woman nearby says, "Oh gum, can I have a piece?" Who the hell is this woman? And why does she think she has a claim to a piece of gum from a person she has never met? But Aderol gives her a piece anyway, with a SMILE. What has the world come to? Since when is this ok? Someone please tell me! I mean to me this is just beyond rude. Again--pride issue. I didn't even think of asking for gum, the thought of wanting gum didn't even cross my mind even though I saw an open pack in the hands of someone right next to me. I just don't know why people think that they can have whatever they want from someone else. And then if you say no, it's like "Fuck you, you bitch!" Since when is not wanting to give someone something you paid for grounds for social disenfranchisement? I mean I get it: "sharing is caring" as Barney always said. I understand that we need to learn to peacefully co-exist, but I don't understand why I have become everyone's food whore. Oh, wait, yes I do. Because the guys downstairs don't buy food for themselves and the girls in my room don't eat food--and thus don't have anything worth eating. That makes 6 hungry mouths all yearning after my food. I mean, I really shouldn't care--but TWO boxes (10 packs) of Dunkaroos, a can of ravioli, and a Go-Gurt?! Come the hell on people--it's time to go to the store and stop being such mongrels. I'm way too proud to ask for anything I don't need. If I need a q-tip, I'll ask for a q-tip. If I need a pin, I'll ask for one of those too. If I need a ride back to D.C. at 3:30 a.m. from Rockville, I'll ask--thanks again, James. But never will you find me asking a stranger for a piece of gum--unless I'm about to meet the president or something--no I wouldn't want gum in my mouth, THAT would be rude. I just miss the days when someone would take your property and you could yell "NO, MINE!" and have everyone find that acceptable. In kindergarten you're taught to share--but always with the intention that the toy goes home with its owner, but I really hope that woman does not intend to give the gum back to Addy.
I think I'm going to try a new gameplan with these kids--the two-year-old tantrum. I'm going to try the "NO, MINE!" next time instead of smiling and saying, "Sure." Although my smile is already pretty forbidding--it's more of an "Effing take it if you must, you mangy mut" than a "please be my guest." But in the future I'll take the more direct approach.