The doctor’s office is normally a quiet place to write, but not today. Since I am unable to concentrate on anything else, lets talk about what is going on here. There is a gentleman sitting two seats down that is imploring everyone to pray. “We should pray for…” – the topics vary. That things will go back to the way they were twenty years ago … that terrorists…
People disagree.
You can’t always be right.
Would you agree that those two statements are accurate? I should hope so. In that case, think about world events for a moment. In particular, I’m thinking of a certain armed conflict that seems inevitable and the worldwide disagreement over whether it should happen. I don’t even want to discuss wether we should or not. Instead, I want…
It seems people don’t mind putting up with other people in their world, as long as they don’t get in the way. Nowhere was this more evident than at the ice skating rink last week. Now, I know what you’re thinking … ice skating rinks are not exactly a bastion of peace on earth and good will towards our fellow homo sapiens. Even still, Cheryl was taken aback by one…
As is the custom at my office, the bomb always drops at the end of the day. In a way, I guess this is sound policy. People get a chance to digest the news at home, away from the office. This way, it’s old news when it is time to go back to work and be productive. Today, the bomb was dropped at approximately 3:30 p.m. The private firm that our office has contracted with for legal services has…
I am at work and I am sitting quietly in a training session slated to go all day. It is a painfully slow class, and I’m only twenty minutes in. A straggler strolls in carrying herself like she owns the State. She is in a really good mood, but she can’t seem to get a song out of her head. I know this because she is singing it out loud. I’m using every ounce of will I’ve got…
We were supposed to take delivery on Friday. I was home well before I was supposed to, just to make sure I was there in plenty of time. I walked in the door and thought to myself, “I wonder if there is a message on the machine from the delivery service?” This would not be a story needing telling if there weren’t. Just before the timid voice of a person from the delivery service…
We are right smack in the middle of another painting project. Now we’re painting our bedroom. We’ve colored three-fourths of the room, and I must say it is looking good. I had my doubts when Cheryl proposed the project and the color, but she has done good. Now the only question is wether I will finish up tonight before our new bed comes tomorrow. Only time and energy reserves will…
Falling under the category: “surprised but not surprising”, a coworker with lung cancer passed away. When people around you die after being diagnosed with lung cancer, and after being a long time smoker, wouldn’t you think it might be time to stop smoking? (If you were a smoker?) I see folks hacking away, braving in-climate weather to get their nicotine fix, and I wonder what is…