Lets see, when I left off last week, I was on my way to meet a friend who wanted to take me out for my birthday (one month after my actual birthday) She actually got a few friends together and all surprised me. It was great! The owner of the restaurant made a sign with my name on it. However, he misspelled it, leaving out the "n" even though someone had spelled my name out for him. It was pretty entertaining. Somehow between the 6 of us, we had 20 margaritas... apparently we all lost track.
The following night, I hung out with a college friend who took a spontaneous road trip out here with another friend to go play in the mountains. It was great to catch up and to meet some new friends. The night also somehow contained a LONG conversation about religion, faith, and belief. It was quite interesting that these two guys, both of which are gay, hold more tightly to Christian beliefs than I do. All of that is in a very peculiar place for me right now though. Questioning, contemplating, rationalizing, etc, etc. Anymore, I feel like it is quite easy for me to reason myself into believing that it is all just a psychological game people play for hope and comfort. I can't deny that the faith I once had definitely got me through some of the roughest times in my life thus far. Believing that there is "something" outside of all this around us who has some control and can change things is a quite comforting thought. Looking at my life, things that I once attributed to be by God's doing, may really all just be an insane amount of coincidences. I really keep going in circles with it all. It also seems that the idea that all existence came together by chance is just ridiculous, especially when considering the intricate details of how nature works together and how one thing feeds off another, working in such a perfect way. Not to mention, I have read studies claiming that the deeper in science someone is, the more apt they are to believe in some sort of god or spiritual realm. I won't get too far into the controversy going through my mind... I will at least say that this is something that I am careful about who I will talk with about it. I know what having faith has done in my life, whether it is real or true or not, and I know what it is doing for many other people. If it is giving someone hope and strength to get through things, why would I want to take that from them or shake them in that belief. While religious beliefs have certainly caused much hurt for a lot of people, it also has caused a whole lot of good.
and moving on...
I took my bike in to have my regular customer/bike shop guy take a look at it. Turns out my bike is something more special than the high regard I hold for it. He not only made quite a deal about how awesome it is, but made his coworkers come look at it. All I really needed was to replace the saddle. I'll eventually need to re-tape the handlebars, but he says I don't really need to do that until I'm wearing through to the steel. After going through quite a few saddles and looking at prices, he eventually picked one up, which he said was pretty nice saddle, looked at the price and asked how I felt about $20-$25 as he pulled the actual price tag off of it. He eventually told me it should have been bout $70. In addition to saving me $50 there, he said he wasn't charging me tax, or for labor... I think I got a little more than the "local discount".
Oh, and what is it with people making a deal about my name? While ringing me up for everything for my bike, he complimented my signature, then told me I have a news reporter's name. I decided not to point out that he probably only made that connection because of a popular comedy in which the news reporter shares my first name.
Somehow I agreed to go on a date with a guy I met online. Supposedly everyone is doing it... I don't think I'm into the whole online dating thing though. So, Friday night, I we went out for drinks. It was an alright night. Made for decent conversation. I have to say any doubt of my lack on interest in the guy was shattered when he said "I'm not really much of a go-getter". I'm sorry, but you're talking to a girl who moved to Colorado because she loves to adventure and getting out in the mountains and is up for anything, and you say that you aren't much of a go-getter, and that you do like to hike, but its rare that you get out. At least he was honest, I guess. Since then, the guy keeps texting me about music. He seems like an alright guy, I just honestly can't say that there was even too much there that has me wanting to hang out with him, even on a level of a simple friendship. He also asked if he could take me out again this week. Fortunately, I was easily able to tell him no, due to the fact that I am leaving town in a few days and am rather busy.
Sometimes I wish I could somehow change the mindset of my roommate. He just tries so hard to be... I don't even know what he is trying to be. The other night he said that if he had to choose one word to describe me he would immediately say "stylish". He has mentioned to me many times that he thinks I am always "trending and hip" without even trying. He also seems to be often trying to match this. How do you tell someone that the issue is that he is trying? He posted a picture on facebook the other day in which he is taking a photo in the bathroom mirror of himself wearing a hand knitted scarf, hat, and glasses, holding a beer from a local microbrewery out in front of him, with the most awkward wink ever. Oh, also making sure to make it quite obvious that he is taking this photo with his smart phone. Knowing his personality/character, I know quite well just how hard he is trying in this photo to look "trendy" in his mind at least... I really want to just tell him to delete the photo and never to do that again, as it is doing more harm than help for him.
For some reason, during the past couple weeks, I have been late to work numerous times. While talking to my manager about this yesterday, I mentioned that I have been having trouble sleeping lately. She then told me that she has a number I can call... basically suggesting counseling. Oh, she also said that if I wanted something to take to help me, they would probably hook me up.
Peculiar happening for the day - after getting settled at the coffee shop, suddenly I feel someone touch my back, and realize that the guy sitting at the table next to me is actually trying to adjust my jacket which is hanging over the back of my chair... I guess it was falling? not really sure. Definitely startled me though.
Oh yes, and my coffee shop crush - more and more small talk. and nothing more than that.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Today... I made a coworker cry
Amazingly, this is not the first time I have made one of my coworkers cry while working for this company.
One of my coworkers has been ranting for about a week and a half about how she is convinced that the government is poisoning us through our food. I let this go for a while, but today, I just got sick of it. The breaking point was when I eventually told her that she has the option to grow her own produce if she doesn't trust anything being sold in stores, which she did not see as an option. In response to this I told her that if she would not consider that a feasible option, then I didn't want to hear her ranting anymore because she was throwing out any possible solution... apparently that upset her quite a bit.
The past couple weeks have been a mix of uneventful days and unexpected happenings... I guess.
After a week, I decided to send my coffee shop crush a facebook friend request (let me reiterate how much of a silly schoolgirl I am behaving like. seriously.) I am still frustrated because this guy totally intimidates me. Do you realize how RARE it is that anyone truly intimidates me? I don't even know why I feel that way. At least I am actually being conversational with him... Goodness... I feel so pathetic over all this.
Other happenings for the past week -- Sunday, a friend told me that she keeps thinking about me because she wants to set me up with a friend of hers. I have met the guy, have had a few conversations with him. He seems like a great guy, but I honestly don't foresee him to be someone I would date. I told her I would definitely get to know him though. Honestly, I am probably not someone he would want to date once he gets to know me.
Super Bowl Sunday, I was invited to a Super Bowl party, of course, but also an old friend that I have known since we were 14 asked to hang out. Knowing I was going to be splitting my time between a party and a casual hang out helped me to be cautious about what I was drinking, but I have to admit, it is a hard thing to do when others are making your drinks.
The boy who a friend said she wants to set me up with was coincidentally at the super bowl party. I made a point to talk to him, but I will admit, I was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol. I still feel that he is not someone I would date though.
After having a couple drinks, then eating some food/waiting some bit of time to make sure I was in fact sober, I headed out to meet up with my old friend. I hadn't talked with the boy in at least 3 or 4 years, knowing that the potential for it to be awkward was pretty high. We went to a little hippie cafe, which had the ambiance of a Parisian bar that would have been in the film, Moulin Rouge. On one side of the place, there was an open mic poetry reading going on, which was separated from the rest of the place by big curtains. The side we were on was absolutely covered by strands of white and red Christmas lights. The walls were red... at least they appeared that way. There were random bits of art all over the walls, some of which looked like the sort of paintings you could find in a thrift store. At a table near the bar, was a man dressed as a wizard who was offering $10 palm readings, or some sort of past/future telling of life.
It was great to catch up with an old friend. Even after so much time, it seems we are both of similar mindsets and outlooks on life. I have to admit, the entire time we were hanging out, I felt like I was still mildly buzzed from the drinks I was given at the super bowl party though.
Lately, I have been working on cleaning and fixing up my bike. It is a 1993 bright fuchsia road bike that I got a great deal on simply because nobody seems to want a bright fuchsia road bike. It was originally listed for a little of a grand, but had been reduced numerous times. I was able to get it for the fabulous price of $250. I had someone who works for the company that made the bike take a look at it and tell me a little about it. He said he would figure it would have sold for something around $800. In the shopping complex that I work in, there is conveniently a bike shop just a few doors down. One of the guys that works there comes in at least once a day. Today, I mentioned to him that I am working on my bike. He offered to take a look at it, make suggestions, and even told me he will give me a discount if I do buy anything from him. This, of course, has resulted in my coworkers making some deal about me supposedly flirting with the bike shop guy to get a discount. I swear, I was not doing that at all. Most of the time he sees me, I am barely even awake. Regardless, he seems to be a nice guy and is always incredibly happy when he comes in. And I am pretty thankful that he is wanting to help... I guess I should probably start giving him his coffee free or at lest discounted.
Tonight, I am supposed to go out for my birthday... which was 4 weeks ago... The friend who wants to take me out is the same friend who convinced me to make birthday plans, only to cancel on me.
Oh, and on one last little side note that I should mention -- This Friday night, I am supposed to get drinks with a guy that I met online... eeeeehhhh, should be interesting.
One of my coworkers has been ranting for about a week and a half about how she is convinced that the government is poisoning us through our food. I let this go for a while, but today, I just got sick of it. The breaking point was when I eventually told her that she has the option to grow her own produce if she doesn't trust anything being sold in stores, which she did not see as an option. In response to this I told her that if she would not consider that a feasible option, then I didn't want to hear her ranting anymore because she was throwing out any possible solution... apparently that upset her quite a bit.
The past couple weeks have been a mix of uneventful days and unexpected happenings... I guess.
After a week, I decided to send my coffee shop crush a facebook friend request (let me reiterate how much of a silly schoolgirl I am behaving like. seriously.) I am still frustrated because this guy totally intimidates me. Do you realize how RARE it is that anyone truly intimidates me? I don't even know why I feel that way. At least I am actually being conversational with him... Goodness... I feel so pathetic over all this.
Other happenings for the past week -- Sunday, a friend told me that she keeps thinking about me because she wants to set me up with a friend of hers. I have met the guy, have had a few conversations with him. He seems like a great guy, but I honestly don't foresee him to be someone I would date. I told her I would definitely get to know him though. Honestly, I am probably not someone he would want to date once he gets to know me.
Super Bowl Sunday, I was invited to a Super Bowl party, of course, but also an old friend that I have known since we were 14 asked to hang out. Knowing I was going to be splitting my time between a party and a casual hang out helped me to be cautious about what I was drinking, but I have to admit, it is a hard thing to do when others are making your drinks.
The boy who a friend said she wants to set me up with was coincidentally at the super bowl party. I made a point to talk to him, but I will admit, I was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol. I still feel that he is not someone I would date though.
After having a couple drinks, then eating some food/waiting some bit of time to make sure I was in fact sober, I headed out to meet up with my old friend. I hadn't talked with the boy in at least 3 or 4 years, knowing that the potential for it to be awkward was pretty high. We went to a little hippie cafe, which had the ambiance of a Parisian bar that would have been in the film, Moulin Rouge. On one side of the place, there was an open mic poetry reading going on, which was separated from the rest of the place by big curtains. The side we were on was absolutely covered by strands of white and red Christmas lights. The walls were red... at least they appeared that way. There were random bits of art all over the walls, some of which looked like the sort of paintings you could find in a thrift store. At a table near the bar, was a man dressed as a wizard who was offering $10 palm readings, or some sort of past/future telling of life.
It was great to catch up with an old friend. Even after so much time, it seems we are both of similar mindsets and outlooks on life. I have to admit, the entire time we were hanging out, I felt like I was still mildly buzzed from the drinks I was given at the super bowl party though.
Lately, I have been working on cleaning and fixing up my bike. It is a 1993 bright fuchsia road bike that I got a great deal on simply because nobody seems to want a bright fuchsia road bike. It was originally listed for a little of a grand, but had been reduced numerous times. I was able to get it for the fabulous price of $250. I had someone who works for the company that made the bike take a look at it and tell me a little about it. He said he would figure it would have sold for something around $800. In the shopping complex that I work in, there is conveniently a bike shop just a few doors down. One of the guys that works there comes in at least once a day. Today, I mentioned to him that I am working on my bike. He offered to take a look at it, make suggestions, and even told me he will give me a discount if I do buy anything from him. This, of course, has resulted in my coworkers making some deal about me supposedly flirting with the bike shop guy to get a discount. I swear, I was not doing that at all. Most of the time he sees me, I am barely even awake. Regardless, he seems to be a nice guy and is always incredibly happy when he comes in. And I am pretty thankful that he is wanting to help... I guess I should probably start giving him his coffee free or at lest discounted.
Tonight, I am supposed to go out for my birthday... which was 4 weeks ago... The friend who wants to take me out is the same friend who convinced me to make birthday plans, only to cancel on me.
Oh, and on one last little side note that I should mention -- This Friday night, I am supposed to get drinks with a guy that I met online... eeeeehhhh, should be interesting.
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