Early Mornings

What does cold weather, Starbucks and feeling like a idiot have in common?  Me!

So this week I left the gym after my morning workout and proceeded to my usual Starbucks for my morning addiction (It's not the closest to my gym but the one closest to my house and I have come to know the baristas.)  And yes, this addiction did not form until the month leading up to the decade change.  I pull into the drive thru line behind a couple of cars.  Typical morning so far.  Then my turn comes to order and I go to roll down my window, but the window won't go down.  So like a gold fish to his castle, I try the button again thinking that it just might roll down again.  To my surprise nothing happens.  At this point I start to panic and think about driving off in embarrassment.  Instead with my quick wit, I do the next best thing.  I pull up a little bit farther and open my door to place my order looking like one of those people you give dirty looks to at the ATM machine when they can't either reach the ATM machine or get the door of their clunker open to operate it and have to put the car in park and get out to use it.  


Order successful!  Plus there were no innocent bystanders that had to witness this drive-thru line faux pas.  Now I had just long enough to figure out what I was going to do before I got to the window.  It's also about this time that I realize why my window won't roll down.  The previous afternoon the weather was below freezing with a fine misty fog falling.  Just enough to get around my window and freeze.  The funny thing is that I parked in  my garage that night where it is above freezing, but I guess there was enough moisture left around the window that was able to refreeze while I was in the gym.  


So I crank the defrost up on my car hoping that it will free the window along with freeing me from an awkwardly embarrassing situation.  I will say that this is the only time that I have ever wanted the Starbucks line to move slower than its normal snail pace.  Lucky for me it was one of those morning.  So by the time I get to the window I try the button again and like magic, my window does roll down and I avoid my perceived awkward situation.


Moral of my minor life lesson.  When something does not work the way it's suppose to, be calm (don't wet yourself like I wanted to) and quickly think of a way to remedy the problem.  There is always more than one solution to every problem.  Just have confidence in your ability to resolve the issue. 

Dogs are better than people

Ok... So as promised I am going to be more frequent with posting. So today's question is why are people so fake?

Let me just start by saying that I do come off as an ass from time to time, but that is because people don't interpret my personality properly.  People don't understand that I am honest and sarcastic about life, including my opinions on life and society.  In general I am not a people person.  I like dogs much better!  What's not to like about them.  For proof see the photo above.

Now that's not to say I don't like people at all....  Just most.  I guess you could say I can not understand why people just can't be who they truely are and stop living behind these self-made walls where they can put on any amount of curb appeal they want to fit into the neighborhood they are trying to fit into or not fit into.  But behind those walls like a house of glass that protects itself by tearing everyone else down through negative comments and actions.  Occasionally the gate is accidentally left open and those actions are allowed to slip out.  Only then do you get a feel for what really lies behind those walls.

You see I don't believe in that notion of living life.  I don't like walls and thankfully I have found a person that believes the same way I do and acts the way we believe.  She sometimes even acts better at living a life without walls.  Now I will be the first to admit that I do have a wall up at times, but I would call it more of a moat than a wall.  You can see my glass house, but I don't let you in because I don't trust what's behind your wall. 

So I what I am saying is that if you know me, be yourself, tell me how you feel and quit trying to be someone you are not.  I am not trying to fit in anywhere, even though I have been accused of trying too hard.  I guess you could say that person didn't make it across the moat.  Hell, that person can't even find a mirror to see what their glass house really looks like.  If you truely know me, you know that I could really care less about who you are or what you do.  As long as you are honest and nice to me and the people around me, I will be the same to you.  Once you break that trust, all bets are off.  What's wrong with expecting others to treat you the way you would like to be treated?  We are all getting too old to act like a bunch of adolescents jockeying for the title of coolest asshole.  Have confidence in yourself because no one else will until you do.

Now go out there and be genuinely nice to someone.  Not because I am telling you to, but because it's the right thing to do. 

For my next post I am going to try to spice it up a little bit.  Maybe even add a few photos.  I am still new to blogging (this is only my third post but I am working at it.) 

Enjoy the day!