"You have to take a chance on something sometime" - Jim Halpert.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

1. I got a B+ on my Scandinavian essay. I guess there are no easy A's, ever.

2. I left my carton of milk out and forgot to put it back in the fridge. I'm not sure if it was me that did it or one of my roommates while they were moving stuff around to get something to eat. Either way, what a waste. It makes me sad to waste my parent's money like that. Guess it's just donuts and milk for breakfast now.

I remember reading stuff in econ about how they had to dump hundreds of gallons of milk in the past because of simple supply and demand, and to help milk producers raise their prices. So I guess those guys are worse than me, but still.

3. I'm amazed at the number of strangers who always want me to "watch their stuff" while they go do something. The point of having someone watch their stuff is to prevent thievery, but how do they know I'm not a thief? What's stopping me from just taking their stuff and walking away? Or better yet, if the real thief comes and takes the guy's laptop, am I really going to get into a fistfight with the buglar and risk my life for stuff that isn't even mine? Or something else to ponder, if I agree to watch their stuff and it gets stolen, am I liable to pay the guy back? Is it a verbal contract? Can they sue me if I fall asleep while watching their stuff? Someone get me a lawyer.

4. I was at the vending machine today buying myself a beverage when a man in his 40's came up to me and said "Boy, you got a dollar I can have?" I was holding a dollar bill and my wallet and had to say "Sorry, I gotta buy a drink with this one." Then he left. I have nothing against the poor, but I honestly don't think he was even poor. Some guy asked me for a quarter a few weeks ago and that was fine, I gave it to him. I guess anything more than a quarter is pushing it with me if you're a stranger. Plus he referred to me as "boy." I might have been easier on him if he called me "master" or "sire."

I know what you're saying, "That's it? That's your story?" No, not really. Then I went to go buy a $5 burrito.

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