ok - i love target. i do. i must confess, i love target. well, i should add a caveat to that... i love it on sundays at 9am when no one is there. i love it best then. but today while i was shopping i saw something and realized that i would make a very bad parent. well, that's a huge jump i know from loving target to being a bad parent... well you see i am willing to leave my cart. i am willing to park my cart in a safe, close location so that i don't drag it through the clothing section - or down an aisle that is busy. let me offer some context. i was shopping for some workout clothing (different story) and didn't want to pull/push/fight my cart through the very tight section. so i 'parked' my cart next to the sports bras and went off in search of workout pants (another rant altogether). While looking at a variety of things, i noticed numerous women drag their practically empty carts through the smallest of spaces between racks... it was awful (yet terribly amuzing) to watch these women push their carts through the section and knock clothes down along the way. they left behind a wake of destruction only a tornado or hurricane can bring down upon local residents. These women couldn't bear to leave their carts behind. even at the fitting room area, women would drag their cart and leave it right at the door - of course it meant she got a room as the rest of us couldn't get near the area - but i'm sure that's merely a pleasant (for her) side effect.
it was when i pondered this a little longer (and saw it more and more frequently) that i realized i could be a bad parent. would i leave my child somewhere so that i wouldn't drag them down the tiny aisle?? would i be that parent who left their child in the car? i'm pretty sure i'd NEVER do that... but what did it say about my parenting style? or does it mean nothing at all and i am just ranting because people like to have the convenience of their cart at hand and it inconveniences the rest of us?
perhaps.
well, being the optimist girl i am - i'm going to assume that these lovely ladies had no idea of the destruction they brought to the rest of us - although is ignorance much better?
i still *heart* target - even if i don't *heart* people.
graduating from boring my friends with my stories to boring the whole world
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Saturday, February 3, 2007
the times they are a changin'
i just have a moment to blog - i saw something that intices me to write... a teacher being fired for showing a segment of an r-rated movie to a class of 5th graders... the movie was 'Amistad' the clip was of a slave ship. in the 8th grade (maybe 9th - but i don't think so) my math teacher showed us 'Pretty Woman'. Now you may think to yourself - how does relate to math. It doesn't and she didn't try to make it. She wanted to show us the film and we obliged. We weren't to tell our parents and we enjoyed it.
Now, a teacher being fired for showing students a portion of an R-rated film for educational purposes... i can't begin to explain how this is wrong on so many levels. How many parents allow their children younger than 10 to see R-rated films? I recall buying tickets for something quite R-rated with parents and kids in tow behind me getting the same thing. It bothers me that this teacher used a resource and was fired. They didn't follow the 'chain of command' to show the clip - but in today's world teachers need to up their game to keep up with the shortening attention span of children. They are used to the constant bombardment of television, movies, music - i'm sure that most of these kids had been shown or allowed to see worse via their parents. again, i know, not the point - but it really irritates me that a teacher trying to teach was disciplined for it. should we no longer talk about death tolls in war? that's reality and we talk about it at a very young age.
well, it is only 7am and i'm already ranting...
Now, a teacher being fired for showing students a portion of an R-rated film for educational purposes... i can't begin to explain how this is wrong on so many levels. How many parents allow their children younger than 10 to see R-rated films? I recall buying tickets for something quite R-rated with parents and kids in tow behind me getting the same thing. It bothers me that this teacher used a resource and was fired. They didn't follow the 'chain of command' to show the clip - but in today's world teachers need to up their game to keep up with the shortening attention span of children. They are used to the constant bombardment of television, movies, music - i'm sure that most of these kids had been shown or allowed to see worse via their parents. again, i know, not the point - but it really irritates me that a teacher trying to teach was disciplined for it. should we no longer talk about death tolls in war? that's reality and we talk about it at a very young age.
well, it is only 7am and i'm already ranting...
Friday, January 26, 2007
it isn't as good when it's online
so yesterday was weird. today was just as weird. i seem to have hit the bermuda triangle of work. general funkiness is going down. yesterday i flew down to LA for work for the day. i left early and got home late. it was the equivalent of me driving to San Jose or something for the day. i guess the big difference was that if i ran into someone in the airport i wasn't going to be trading insurance info and i guess at the airport there's slightly more searching of my personal belongings... and bare feet.
anyway... i was in LA for the day. on the plane i sat next to (me at the window, her the aisle) a personal trainer who is looking to build her client list here (she moved here from LA). as she's local. we're going to connect next week. anyway... that was an odd random thing. i was in LA to do a quick presentation about managing your career. yeah. that went ok. it turned into a bit of complaining session... eh. i got a good lunch from it. yum. so that was weird. and then i get back to my computer, check my email - org change! more weird. we're in a team structure and i'm feeling very neutral about the whole thing. weird. i never feel neutral. i'm usually passionate one way or the other... alas neutral. weird. so to feel better i decided i'd look online to buy some shoes. i always feel better about life with new shoes. regardless of how much weight i gain or lose - shoes (& handbags) always fit! unfortunately the online shoe shopping wasn't as good as shopping at the mall. perhaps it was because i wasn't surrounded by lots of styles - but either way it isn't as good when it's online. fortunately i was able to fly home early. yeah.
today i was psyched about work. well, i was excited as much as i usually am. but when i got there - got on my first call of the day (7am) - it all went weird again. i won't get into it - but i have the urge to buy shoes again. i have to go to target tomorrow and i'm doing a girl shopping day with one of my good friends... perhaps that will help me feel less weird.
now, where's that glass of wine to get me out of my weird stage.
anyway... i was in LA for the day. on the plane i sat next to (me at the window, her the aisle) a personal trainer who is looking to build her client list here (she moved here from LA). as she's local. we're going to connect next week. anyway... that was an odd random thing. i was in LA to do a quick presentation about managing your career. yeah. that went ok. it turned into a bit of complaining session... eh. i got a good lunch from it. yum. so that was weird. and then i get back to my computer, check my email - org change! more weird. we're in a team structure and i'm feeling very neutral about the whole thing. weird. i never feel neutral. i'm usually passionate one way or the other... alas neutral. weird. so to feel better i decided i'd look online to buy some shoes. i always feel better about life with new shoes. regardless of how much weight i gain or lose - shoes (& handbags) always fit! unfortunately the online shoe shopping wasn't as good as shopping at the mall. perhaps it was because i wasn't surrounded by lots of styles - but either way it isn't as good when it's online. fortunately i was able to fly home early. yeah.
today i was psyched about work. well, i was excited as much as i usually am. but when i got there - got on my first call of the day (7am) - it all went weird again. i won't get into it - but i have the urge to buy shoes again. i have to go to target tomorrow and i'm doing a girl shopping day with one of my good friends... perhaps that will help me feel less weird.
now, where's that glass of wine to get me out of my weird stage.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
furniture, fire and the contemplation of one's existence
a lot there in that title, i know. so yesterday i went shopping for furniture. i love furniture in a 'i heart furniture' sort of way. IKEA used to be a second home. the entire IKEA catalog apartment was my first. yes my apartment was like edward norton's apartment in 'fight club'. i am in fact writing this from my angby chair. so yes, furniture shopping. so yesterday i saw enough ugly furniture to last me a lifetime! i know ugly is in the mind of the beholder - but really - ew! and not only was it ugly, but overpriced. on sale, my shoe! while driving on the way from shop #4 of the 9 visited... i saw the most horrific car accident of my life.
now admittedly, i've never seen many car accidents but this rivaled hollywood in its gruesomeness, it was far more real than the best michael bay movie effects. a white toyota in the fast lane suddenly drives up the 7' to 8' high embankment separating traffic and starts to flip back-end over front and lands upside down in, what is now, oncoming traffic. A blue ford hits it and i instantly see FIRE. the fire spreads, people stop, 911 is called and as i am on the wrong side of the freeway and don't want to play frogger in distracted traffic, have to continue on. the most horrifying thought - i didn't see anyone get out of the toyota or ford.
someone died. and it hits me that there was little that could have been done to help those people. the fire was instant and the ford had a huge gas tank. as we drive around for the rest of the day - i look at people in cars and think 'don't you realize what just happened?' there is nothing can could have prevented that accident.
yesterday we saw 2 potential accidents in addition to the 1 we did see that happened. the first was a car turning left across 2 lanes of traffic and apparently thinking he could turn before the opposite traffic, but he must have stalled the car because the oncoming VW almost took him out. i know it is a him as we passed the idiot later - definitely having shifting 'issues'. the 2nd accident we saw was a woman in a jag pulling out of the shopping center (also turning left) driving fast and almost taking out a mother and her young son. the driver promptly lights up a cig after that potential accident... yes, a cigarette in your hand is going to help you drive. right.
so yesterday just had me thinking about how life can change in a moment - will it have me change my not-so-wicked ways? probably not. but i need to make sure that my loved ones know that they fall into that category. also i realized that life is too short to spend my time looking at bad/ugly furniture...
now admittedly, i've never seen many car accidents but this rivaled hollywood in its gruesomeness, it was far more real than the best michael bay movie effects. a white toyota in the fast lane suddenly drives up the 7' to 8' high embankment separating traffic and starts to flip back-end over front and lands upside down in, what is now, oncoming traffic. A blue ford hits it and i instantly see FIRE. the fire spreads, people stop, 911 is called and as i am on the wrong side of the freeway and don't want to play frogger in distracted traffic, have to continue on. the most horrifying thought - i didn't see anyone get out of the toyota or ford.
someone died. and it hits me that there was little that could have been done to help those people. the fire was instant and the ford had a huge gas tank. as we drive around for the rest of the day - i look at people in cars and think 'don't you realize what just happened?' there is nothing can could have prevented that accident.
yesterday we saw 2 potential accidents in addition to the 1 we did see that happened. the first was a car turning left across 2 lanes of traffic and apparently thinking he could turn before the opposite traffic, but he must have stalled the car because the oncoming VW almost took him out. i know it is a him as we passed the idiot later - definitely having shifting 'issues'. the 2nd accident we saw was a woman in a jag pulling out of the shopping center (also turning left) driving fast and almost taking out a mother and her young son. the driver promptly lights up a cig after that potential accident... yes, a cigarette in your hand is going to help you drive. right.
so yesterday just had me thinking about how life can change in a moment - will it have me change my not-so-wicked ways? probably not. but i need to make sure that my loved ones know that they fall into that category. also i realized that life is too short to spend my time looking at bad/ugly furniture...
My blog and it's birth
so - i try once again to write a blog. i've started blogs all over town, as it were. i've bought space, i've signed up with email accounts - i've tried them all. so here i am, again.
it's weird becuase there are days when i've thought i need to write a blog about an incident and then i get home - and nothing comes of it. mostly because i can't find my blogs.
so the other day - i ever so brilliantly emailed myself a blog topic while i was at work. i didn't want to blog at work so i figured i'd save that topic nugget for later. (see i don't waste time at work) *cough*
i randomly remembered i sent myself a topic while perusing my email. dork.
so the topic: being given something, and in turn asking for more... ok, i don't mean this in an oliver twist sort of way - or maybe i do. i have a challenge around pushing back or challenging the status quo. i don't want to be one of the sheep of the masses - but alas i am. *baa*
so the topic of this blog would have been how at work i was asked to go back to someone about getting one more spot. it doesn't matter what the spots are for but suffice it to say that someone said we should go back and ask for one more - even though we were told the number we had at the beginning...
ok - i know for a fact that until i can get myself to ask for more i will never be an executive. it holds me back. i know this. after someone says to me 'optimist girl' you have 5 X's (let's say for the sake of arguement, shoes) ... 'optimist girl' you have 5 shoes you can pick - i am not about to go back and ask... oh wait - i might. i love shoes. bad example. but you know where i'm going with this... but i realized this week - that until i can get over it - i'm not going to be a high earning executive with a corner office and fantastic paycheck - i will continue to be - merely a sheep.
*baa*
it's weird becuase there are days when i've thought i need to write a blog about an incident and then i get home - and nothing comes of it. mostly because i can't find my blogs.
so the other day - i ever so brilliantly emailed myself a blog topic while i was at work. i didn't want to blog at work so i figured i'd save that topic nugget for later. (see i don't waste time at work) *cough*
i randomly remembered i sent myself a topic while perusing my email. dork.
so the topic: being given something, and in turn asking for more... ok, i don't mean this in an oliver twist sort of way - or maybe i do. i have a challenge around pushing back or challenging the status quo. i don't want to be one of the sheep of the masses - but alas i am. *baa*
so the topic of this blog would have been how at work i was asked to go back to someone about getting one more spot. it doesn't matter what the spots are for but suffice it to say that someone said we should go back and ask for one more - even though we were told the number we had at the beginning...
ok - i know for a fact that until i can get myself to ask for more i will never be an executive. it holds me back. i know this. after someone says to me 'optimist girl' you have 5 X's (let's say for the sake of arguement, shoes) ... 'optimist girl' you have 5 shoes you can pick - i am not about to go back and ask... oh wait - i might. i love shoes. bad example. but you know where i'm going with this... but i realized this week - that until i can get over it - i'm not going to be a high earning executive with a corner office and fantastic paycheck - i will continue to be - merely a sheep.
*baa*
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