Taking a break from working on my class prep. This Content Server gig is tough because I do better by watching people and then adapting it to fit my style and comfort, but I haven’t seen anything taught for awhile and it changes with each class to fit the needs. This makes it hard to really get a handle on it. I was the last person added to the Content Server team and I think I’m nervous that there isn’t enough time for me to get my groove going before it’s all over. I know everyone is still working to get a rhythm going during their lessons, but this just intimidates me more at times. Still, I feel maybe after this trip I’ll get enough confidence up to run with it no matter who I’m grouped with. I hope.
I better get back to work, but first I thought I’d purge my mind of some silly thoughts.
Thought #1: This one is coupled with a confession. My thought is that I should really be 200 lbs. After eating Mexican tonight with Erin and Brenda, I felt unsatisfied and munchy. I really just wanted a glass of milk so I could have some of my cereal, but then I remembered they have these really great pots of tea downstairs and they have room service. So I called and planned on just ordering the glass of milk and a pot of tea. Then I thought, well I usually want two pots of tea because they are kind of small, so I added a pot of tea. Then I saw they had popcorn so I ordered that, but they were out. For some reason I felt like I had to pick something else to replace the popcorn so I ordered a piece of cheesecake. But then I remembered I wanted something a little less sweet so I saw they have half sandwiches. I ordered a half a turkey sandwich and they said it came with salad, so I said, “Great, I love salad!” So in the end my glass of milk turned into: 1 glass of milk, 2 pots of tea, half a turkey sandwich, salad w/ ranch dressing, and a piece of Oregon Berry Cheesecake.
You know what the worst part was? Not only did they assume there were two of us in my room and brought settings for two people, but I couldn’t even fake that my imaginary second person was around somewhere (which is what I normally do, “oh they ran to the car,” or “they’re in the bathroom”) because just before they brought the food, I locked myself out of my room and had to go get a key. We arrived at the same time and it only makes sense that if I had a second person I wouldn’t have needed to go get a key. Embarrassing. I made Brenda eat most of the cheesecake and half the salad. And don’t forget, the milk was for cereal. And I ate that too. Pathetic.
Thought #2: The artists whose works end up in hotels must change their names to escape from the failure. If I were an artist, my pictures would be hanging in K-Mart bathrooms. I just know it.
Thought #3: Just because it’s gold, doesn’t make it pretty.
Thought #4: Am I the only person who eats Goldfish crackers by biting them lengthwise? And if I’m not the only person, do those who do it too feel as much satisfaction as I do?
Oh the little things.
