As of late, disappointment has been dumped onto me in a copious fashion. One inauspicious thing after another keeps surfacing. I cannot think of the last extraordinary thing to have occurred in my life!
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Optimistically, I browse Craigslist for apartments/roommates and find:
Whatever happened to the value for simplicity? 'You pay rent, you can live here. You don't pay rent, I kick you out.'
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Naturally, when I am presented with someone new to meet, I try to make a good first impression. I have found that showing my upbeat personality usually does the trick.
...Except in cases like this one:
Recently, after having my first conversation with a newly met person, he says to me, "I knew someone like you."
...Except in cases like this one:
Recently, after having my first conversation with a newly met person, he says to me, "I knew someone like you."
"She's Asian, like you. And she had a terrific personality."
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On Monday, I had that New Staff Orientation I was required to sign up for almost a month ago. After 3 AND A HALF HOURS of sitting in a room with 50 other new employees listening to various department representatives tell us a little bit about themselves, watching video clips of the history of the university, and having our benefits explained in detail to us, I learn that we are not offered a vision insurance coverage plan! We are hired to support an enormous institution of ultimate nerds that does not even provide insurance for the nerds' eyeglasses!
I'm not sure how much more upset I can take.
But it's not just me. This is becoming wide-spread.
On Tuesday, I went to dinner with the loveliest couple I know, one of my BFFs and her BF. Amidst our meal, her BF blurts out, "I don't like any of my pants!" He explained to us that he doesn't like his green ones, or the grey ones, or his corduroy ones. The man just doesn't like any of his pants.
We have entered a gloomy era, and I don't know how to escape.
I'm not sure how much more upset I can take.
But it's not just me. This is becoming wide-spread.
On Tuesday, I went to dinner with the loveliest couple I know, one of my BFFs and her BF. Amidst our meal, her BF blurts out, "I don't like any of my pants!" He explained to us that he doesn't like his green ones, or the grey ones, or his corduroy ones. The man just doesn't like any of his pants.
We have entered a gloomy era, and I don't know how to escape.
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