Catch-up

Been posting most frequently on my myspace blog -- where I actually have a readership. But I adore Capps, so I'm posting these here too!

Posted 3/14:
Note to Anyone who considers me a friend:
A day or so ago, a friend of mine posted the Wikipedia on friendship in her blog. To quote from it: "Friends will welcome each other's company and exhibit loyalty towards each other, often to the point of putting the other's interests before one's own....They will also engage in mutually helping behavior, such as exchange of advice and the sharing of hardship. A friend is someone who may often demonstrate reciprocating and reflective behaviors. Yet for many, friendship is nothing more than the trust that someone or something will not harm them."

I work very hard at loyalty and reciprocity in my relationships, I pride myself on that -- and being authentic and genuine with people. At first I am hesistant to trust in friendships, but recognize some risk is involved in reward. I choose my friendships thoughtfully and carefully, and I am getting better at cutting off those who drain my energies without looking out for my best interests. I recognize that some people are just better as acquaintances -- without getting too close. Some people, despite best intentions, will never be a close friend.

If you consider me your friend, (most of you myspacers do!), you must know that close friendship with me is based on loyalty and reciprocity. If those things are not present, we ain't got shit. Check yo-self, and let me know what I can do better -- how I can meet your needs.

Posted on 3/17:
Go Ahead! Act Like a Two-Year-Old!
Go ahead! Act like a two year old! Pitch a fit! Ask to speak to a manager! Hell, ask to speak to the manager's manager! Screw the customer service rep you were talking with who told you no, they're just a tiny little dipshit. What the hell do they know?! The manager's manager will surely give you free tickets/passes/meals/gifts or even presents if you whine and throw a big enough fit. Do it. You know you want to. While you're at it, drop the f bomb. Be a little crazy. Wave your arms. Spit. Hurl insults. Threaten. Again, the more scene you make, the more likely you are to get free things. C'mon. You know you want to. Be in touch with your inner barbarian!

Geez. This was the story of Tacoma Free Day. I need to get a teaching job, stat!


Posted on 3/17:
Inner 2-Year-Olds (Part Dos)
See previous post for a brief synopsis of our day at work. Yipes, it sucked.

What sucked more is having a really tough day, on an Irish drinking holiday, and realizing you cannot be the lush you are because you've got a job interview tomorrow.

My parents tried to comiserate -- they took me to Tony Romas where I devoured a half rack of ribs. Then I softly and kindly mentioned to the waiter that the corn was kinda gross and not good (it was on the cob and totally over-cooked/mooshy) and he comped me free cheesecake! Then I felt like a total bitch (since I'd been complained to all day and here I was continuing the vicious cycle of complaining) and apologized profusely. The waiter was confused and insisted the free cheesecake was the least he could do, and that really, it was no big deal! We gave him a big tip. Rough day, I tell ya...

SIDENOTE: I HIGHLY recommend the film "North Country." It's empowering, good for women, and I liked it a lot. Even has a plot and stuff.