This is the third time it's happened and I don't know how I feel about it. I mean, I suppose if it's the norm now, and there is widespread acceptance, I will have to get used to it. But more and more people are openly talking on the phone in public restrooms. I mean first of all, like probably everyone else, I confess to tinkle-talking every once in a while. Say you are on the phone and just pull into the garage and you have had to pee for like three hours, but your conversation is too intense to cut it off. Sure I will hit the mute button and go. But that is in the privacy of my own home, in my own room, in my own bathroom, not in a restaurant or a public university. It's most distressing when you are the only other person in the bathroom because you always, at first, think they are talking to you. And responding makes it like 10 times more awkward. Trust. Anyway I am finding it appalling, but if all the kids are doing it these days I suppose I can get used to it. I probably won't embrace it, but I won't be mortified about it. Can someone please enlighten me?
Monday, June 28, 2010
Are we doing this now?
This is the third time it's happened and I don't know how I feel about it. I mean, I suppose if it's the norm now, and there is widespread acceptance, I will have to get used to it. But more and more people are openly talking on the phone in public restrooms. I mean first of all, like probably everyone else, I confess to tinkle-talking every once in a while. Say you are on the phone and just pull into the garage and you have had to pee for like three hours, but your conversation is too intense to cut it off. Sure I will hit the mute button and go. But that is in the privacy of my own home, in my own room, in my own bathroom, not in a restaurant or a public university. It's most distressing when you are the only other person in the bathroom because you always, at first, think they are talking to you. And responding makes it like 10 times more awkward. Trust. Anyway I am finding it appalling, but if all the kids are doing it these days I suppose I can get used to it. I probably won't embrace it, but I won't be mortified about it. Can someone please enlighten me?
Saturday, June 19, 2010
It was a mistake....
Dear Long Beach Granny's Doughnut (LBGD),
Sorry if this is awkward but I just want to clear the air about our affair last week. What we had was beautiful and special. I had no idea doughnuts could be as amazing and fresh and soft and decadent as you. During my week out there with you I felt like a different girl. A girl that could eat whatever I wanted, a girl that deserves as many baked goods as I can handle, and a girl that can deal with carb/sugar comas. You made me feel alive and I will never forget those late nights and early mornings with you. But LBGD, I am not the girl you think I am. I never was. This, ummmm, thing we had.... it was a mistake and.... and... well...it's over. It has to be. You aren't good for me and I could never be good for you. If maybe someday we run into each other again, I only hope that I will be strong enough to walk away. Thank you for everything and I will never forget you.
Sincerely,
Your Former Lover
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Dikini's and Nelwins
....or...Mordor meets The Shire, depending on your epic blockbuster story of choice. Me, I like the classics.
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