Thursday, February 18, 2010

Spat in the Face

There is absolutely NO WAY that I couldn't write about what happened to me in New York City today - so without any further aaa-doooo (there is an actual way to spell that...just not now).

Today started off like any other lovely Thursday. I woke up, took a nice long shower to my mother's dismay, she took me to my favorite coffee place where I purchased a nice 20 oz. coffee and a bagel for her and off to the train station for a nice day out of the office. You see.. I was to be spending this day in New York City - sitting in on casting callbacks for one my clients at work. Sounds awesome, right?

Well it was. Being that this was my first time partaking in something like this - I was looking at it as glorified people watching - only I was getting to judge these people - which was both awesome and awful at the same time. Regardless...this was a good day. Around noon, I head over to a local bar with my boss to grab a bite. Come to find out this place has one of my favorite beers on tap - Purple Haze - along with so many others that I haven't heard of. I was contemplating cancelling the rest of my day at callbacks and testing the sampler for the remainder of the afternoon. And to top it off - the chicken cheesesteak was amazing...but that is not the point of this story.

After what can only be categorized as an awesome day of 'work' - I pack up my things and head out for my very nice walk to Penn Station. I'm walking along like any other pedestrian - same speeds, same expressions as everyone else - just really minding my business. When all of a sudden SPLAT!!! A crazy woman - who I can only assume was homeless or crazy or clearly both - spits all over the left side of my face and my hair. I mean just really showered me with whatever leftover Grapeaid was in her mouth - along with a good portion of her saliva. GROSS!!

Now I'm sure you're wondering what my reaction was. Well - I'm sure anyone who's ever been splashed, not spit on, by another human - knows that you naturally say - What the Fuck?!?!?! Wipe your face off and potentially go up to this person and say something else - like what is your problem?

I screamed - WHAT THE FUCK?!!??! And then this insane creature starts cursing at me in her language which I'm assuming was English - or some dialect of - and I get the hell out of there immediately. Call my mother who can only assume the worst has happened and I am just outraged by what has just happened! OUTRAGED I tell you. And yet - at the same time I'm telling my mom and then my friend Leeann this story - I am simultaneously thinking to myself - of course this would happen to me. Who the hell else has these stories?!?!?

And there you have it. The tale of an innocent young lady who got showered with already-ingested Grapeaid on her way to Penn Station after what was previously a phenomenal day.

Put that in your pipe and smoke it. And maybe explain what the hell is wrong with people in NYC.

Goodnight.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Too Much Hating

As I sit here on the lovely non-holiday that we call Valentine's Day - watching Definitely, Maybe because I love this movie - I am compelled to write about my take on this day. At this stage in my life I am very uninterested in having any qualms with V-day. Honest take on the whole thing - it's Corporate America's way of turning a profit during a down time in spending. End of story.

And people can say what they want about the day. Girls expect all of these flowers, chocolates, stuffed animals, etc. I am not one to make that sort of blanket statement - but I can honestly say that I do not fall into that category of people. For me - Valentine's Day is an excuse to maybe go out for a nice seafood dinner...AND NEVER CALL HIM AGAIN! No, but seriously, it's just another day! It doesn't matter if you've celebrated the day with a 100 people or zero people - who really cares?

Why do people get so anxious and all together angry on this day/weekend (depending on when it falls)? I don't get it. It makes me believe that either 1 - People genuinely do not want other people to be happy and/or 2 - Everyone is just a little more selfish than they'd like to admit.

Like I'm always saying - I am very fortunate to have the greatest friends in the world and for the past couple years - whether we are involved or single - we all end up hanging out in a group of some size - and have an absolute blast. Just shootin' the shit - laughing hysterically and really chucking it up. I highly encourage other people to do the same in years to come and stop being such haters.

And here comes my philosophical statement of the day - In life, we are all going to go on shitty dates, awesome dates, have good experiences and bad - but you should never regret anything you do (this is idealistic.. and I understand that..moving on) or resent someone for just being generally happy. No one wants to be around a Debbie Downer...so let's just not even go there.

Best of luck next year. For now.. I hope you all have a lovely day.

Cheers :)

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Snow Days

Ahhhh. Another storm in New Jersey. As frustrated as people get when it snows I have to say it has a very different affect on me. While I am certainly never one to be frustrated when it snows because of the inconvenience it causes me when I want to go out and get something delicious for lunch...or if it's during the week when it turns my already long commute into a cluster fuck of idiots who forget how to drive when the roads are not crystal clear.

What bothers me about snow days is that I seem to have a really hard time sitting around doing absolutely nothing. Right this very second it could be because I have such a severe pain in my hip that lying down for a long period of time pains me to no end when I finally decide to stand up - hence the reason I have already shoveled my driveway twice...and some of the road just for shits and giggles. But seriously - most people - I would think - look forward to days of nothing. Why on earth do I have such a hard time with this?

Not sure I have the answer to this, but I have some potential reasons:
1- I have some strong case of overactivity - which I am defining as the act of doing things at all times for no apparent reason.
2- I feel lazy sitting around all day when this is CLEARLY what my body needs.
3- It makes me feel like my brother and that concerns me - even though I love him to death. His work ethic is questionable.
4- I'm addicted to hanging out.

And there you have it. Any chance I can get some opinions on this or at least someone to admit to having the same problem?

I hope so.

Enjoy the snow:)

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Would you Ever make a Lateral Move?

For my 100th post (eeek) I decided that I would ponder you all with a little bit of a hypothetical situation. It's going to be complicated to write about because in order to really get into my non-medical theories I would have to know your response to my question. But for shits and giggles I will just dive right in and hope for the best. So here goes...

Randomly today I asked a friend this simple question - If you could be any 'Average Joe/Jane' (man or woman...it doesn't matter) for one day...who would you be? His response is why we get along so well despite having so many differences. He said - "Me. I wouldn't want to be anyone else." And while that may sound like complete bullshit to most people it was truly enlightening because I would say the same thing. And then he said what an interesting question it was because 'who makes a lateral move?'

Which lead me to writing this blog. More often than not when people are asked - If you could be anyone in the world for a day, who would you be? They are going to name someone famous...someone who accomplished something tremendous and received a significant amount of recognition for it...you get the point. When asked that same question WITHOUT the money, fame, and whatever else those people have - it becomes a lot harder.

Here's why this is a trick question - in my non-medical opinion. If you give anyone but yourself as your answer - you are admitting - without knowing it - that you in fact do have some faults or things about yourself or your life that you wish were different. That doesn't mean you are wrong to think this - but you are also probably too lazy or afraid to change it. And instead of doing so, you will more often than not just continue to go about your daily life as if you are perfectly happy when deep down...you might want to be doing something different....or differently.

Just think about it. Let me know what your answer would be and I would imagine I would have more pseudo-clinical comments.

Until next time...goodnight.