I once was speeding on the highway and drove past a “hidden” cop car who was trying to catch speeders. Once I passed and saw the cop car, (and didn’t have time to see if the cop had started siren and all after me) there was an exit which I immediately took to lose the cop.
When I was young, though I didn’t do it often, I contributed to making fun of certain peer students in school in order to make myself appear cool and “alpha.”
I’m sorry to anybody I ever did this too.
I cried (really freakin hard) when I recently watched “Lost in Translation”.
i have this secret weapon that gets me onto and through any treadmill cardio workout at the gym:
Whenever I have to sign my name (on a credit card bill, on a doctor’s notice form, or on a letter) I like to sign it sloppily like a doctor on a medical prescription. It makes me feel important and powerful.
I can’t buy toilet paper because I get embarrassed when having to pay for it at the register.
We’ve all heard the saying “the Puritan Work Ethic.”
There is some validity to this saying: the Puritans believe if you weren’t working hard, you were sinning.
This feeling still lingers in today’s society.
Once, recently, I slept until 11:30 AM. At exactly 11:30, I hear my mom stomping up the stairs to the second floor of my house (where my bedroom is) where she yells my name and throws open the door to “get up.”
Finally, my sister and her husband are living here home with us for a short period of time. As they are here even in just obvious interim time (they will be moving to Spain shortly for a job my sister is starting up) whenever one of my sisters’ friends asks them what they are doing here in the meanwhile, my sister immediately hints to each of them being very busy even though they’re really not.
How does this Puritan-like work ethic affect us?
I do understand that work is necessary— in order to keep the economy running and people alive, we all do have to work in some capacity. However, I do often feel that people overwork themselves in order to keep themselves busy and distract themselves from life’s bigger questions.
For instance, isn’t it easier to say that we’re too busy at work than to ponder our religion?
Also, isn’t it easier to say that we’re too busy at work than to give our time to help the poor?
Finally, I will admit work can feel good (and this contributes to its great distracting-like nature). I was very susceptible to this in college— I overstudied in order to keep myself busy and (maybe even to distract myself from other glaring things).
On top of that, my dad sincerely says that some of his happiest moments have come while working in solitude. Here, I must emphasize that it seems that work can be satisfying and good for people (how do you think the terms “A Good Day’s Work” and “Work him straight” arose?) as it provides sanity and good feelings for people. However, lets never become too obsessed with work nor let it be a distraction to prevent us from answering questions that need answers in order to fulfill us on a deeper aspect of being human.
A Question for Dave Matthews of the Dave Matthews Band:
Tell me dude, please, what is it like, what do you feel, and is it as good as it seems when thousands of fans at your crazy, jam packed concerts sing every lyric to every one of your songs?
networking can even mean talking/meeting with a networkee even when you don’t want to.
I like the limelight. I like it a lot.
We’ve all heard the theory, “The Eyes are the Window to the Soul.”
Do you want everybody to see your soul? Isn’t that kinda private information?
Wearing sunglasses prevents people from seeing your eyes, effectively draping shades over those windows and effectively provide a person an element of invisibility to others.
When walking in any big city alone and my eyes are exposed with no sunglasses on I often become sad and lonesome. It’s really an interesting effect. In this experience, I think my mind is registering that people are passing me and ignoring me. I do consider myself an extremely socially bubbly person— it’s no wonder I can feel this effect when thousands of people seemingly “ignore” you as they pass you on the street.
My instant, 100% guaranteed remedy to cure and prevent these feelings under these urban circumstances is to wear sunglasses. Works every time. Wearing my sunglasses, where people literally can’t see my eyeballs provides me with an element of invisibility— it’s awesome.
Now what styles of sunglasses I prefer—that’s a whole post in itself…
I want to duplicate myself and have me as a friend.
In social scenes, I’ve cut short interactions with a girl whom I find interesting but know my friends will not find pretty.