Wednesday, April 15, 2009

In which I ponder things that happen daily...

You would think that having a steady, full-time job would mean that pretty much every day is the same, right? WRONG!

Every day is the same routine, yes, but there are little things that shake up everyday. However, there are still things that happen every day that I always have to stop and wonder at. Here is a short list of my wonderments (for your reading pleasure):

- Why do people insist on standing in the side door of the bus, not attempt to move when the bus stops and people need to get off, then proceed to give you a ridiculously dirty look when you have to squeeze past them? Why?? I don't want to have to squeeze past anybody, and there is always more than enough room to sit down, out of the way of everyone else.

- Why do college girls (and older) think its a good idea to wear leggings as pants? Leggings as an accessory under a nice, LONG sweater or dress is a good idea. Exposing your ass-cellulite is NEVER a good idea.

- How do students get through class without their books? I would have floundered without taking my books to class. They must be super-smart.

- Why do students think its okay to walk into a dark office and ask questions? It is not 8:00am yet. I have not had coffee, and my computer is not on yet. Dark office = leave me alone. Most of the time, I do not even have my coat off and my purse put away yet.

- Why, in a building that houses an outstanding Environmental Science program, do the students now know how or CARE to recycle? How does that work? You study the environment, you are fully aware of humans' impact, yet you don't care?

- Why, when I go to run on the track, do I have to scrape my arms against the wall passing groups of 4 or more girls just walking at a leisurely pace? There is a walking lane. Stay in it. My arm hurts and I will punch you with it.

- Why does my cat squeak rather than meow? Its cute, but very concerning. He also has a never-ending fascination with reaching under our blankets and grabbing our feet with his claws. Fun for him, but does he ever get tired of the same game over and over?

- Why is my boyfriend so hot and awesome? I have no clue.

- What does my fish stare at me all day? How can I be that entertaining?

This, of course, is an abbreviated list. My other thoughts are even more dull than these, so I shall spare you.

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