it's been awhile and the last time we spoke was pretty intense,
so let's just ease into this again, eh?
IT HAS BEEN A SAD DAY WHEN:
-you get emails from LinkedIn saying that "Scott Dastrup has endorsed you for another skill to put on your profile". thanks daddy, but not sure if the recommendation will hold much weight coming from my biased father. maybe make a new profile to endorse me under. first name bill, last name gates?
-your thumb has been numb for two days now. cool, just slowly dying at the age of 22.
-it turns out so cal is a hotspot for spiders and they are ♪gettin jiggy wit it♫ in your apartment. this is not okay. to the point that i'm staying up til 2 AM googling how to ward them off and seriously considering throwing hazelnuts everywhere and dousing the place in rice vinegar like it tells me to.
-you just ran 13.1 miles straight a few weeks ago, and in the freaking freezing rain at higher altitude than you trained in........and you can't even finish three miles at sea level now. obviously i regress quickly.
-you accidentally dump a box of shoes on a customer and snort laughing. oh michelle.
-your coworkers go get drunk on friday nights and you just go get doughnuts from your favorite 24-hour doughnut shop. apple fritters all night!
-you have to stifle a british accent with everything in you whenever you get a british customer. i'm not kidding people, the whatever minutes i am helping them is probably the most active my brain ever is, reminding myself to not say "schuow, owl getchu a sawize six" (sure, i'll get you a size six). also, i could be mistaking british for new jersey.
-you thought someone was begging for money and gave them a dollar. they weren't. their gross income is doing fine. you gave a dollar to a perfectly fine stranger. hey, it's california.
back at it!
