Flat Topics

My neighborhood Starbucks ran out of flat tops this afternoon so they had to use the bubble ones. It says a lot about my neighborhood when most people not only notice the change in tops, but actually complain about it. But seriously, can someone explain the importance of having a regular flat lid to me? It’s not like the lid shape changes the drink at all. 

Some things I just don’t get, like the hiring process.

I had a third interview for a job this morning. Can we say corporate tease?

I actually can compare this situation to a guy taking out a girl on three dates without making a move. There would be no question that he acknowledges her presence in the universe, because he is communicating and spending time with her. But at this point is he just bored and killing time, or is he into the girl? Corporate environments don’t waste time, especially HR, so what’s with the long-winded getting to know you process?

I’ll give it a couple days before I get antsy, need to feel in control and call them to check in. 

Have you ever noticed the similarities between getting a job and getting a boyfriend? So similar it’s scary. In my opinion an interview is a date: by the time the interview is over you want to have charmed the interviewer so much that they’d buy you a drink at a bar. A date is an interview: if you know nothing about your date by the end of a meal, then you aren’t asking the right questions.

Anyway keep your fingers crossed and send me good-jobey vibes.

A Question For the Ages

Making out on the subway platform during daylight hours...acceptable or no?

I think the mood is slightly altered if a war didn't recently end and he's not wearing a sailor outfit.

Also, if there's no confetti falling, then don't even bother. The mood just isn't right when instead of 76 trombones and American flags, you have one drunk trumpet player and graffiti on the new NBC Fall lineup.

Making out on the subway platform during late night hours...acceptable or no?

Before breaking the question down, I must say that it is fun to do but not necessarily fun to view. I digress...

Again as above, the mood is changed if there's no Frank Sinatra playing in the distance and she's not in heels.

Also, if him and her are stumbling around, almost bumping into you and dangerously close to passing the yellow line while dancing to the trumpet player's music (which is really slam poetry against Bush in between hacks and coughs on the trumpet), then please stop. Or at least wait till the train comes and give people a choice whether or not to ignore you. 

This brings me to another question: have subway platforms become suburban doorways? 

P.S. I really don't think I'd have time to wonder about this if I wasn't unemployed.

Beep You

So I was walking down the sidewalk today and I heard a loud, intrusive 'BEEP' behind me. I didn't think anything of it but then I heard an elongated version a second later. A long, annoying 'BEEEEEP'. At this point I realize that I'm not actually being honked at by a taxi but in fact literally beeped at by another person on the sidewalk. I finally turn around after the fourth beep and see a woman pushing a child in her carriage.

I then assumed it was the child making the noise and just being, you know...a really tactful, polite little kid. But the thirty-something year old woman pushing the carriage then looked right at me and 'BEEP'ed in my face. She wasn't even smiling. She looked like I just put down a grand piano right in front of the last three yards of her Olympic race. 

They seemed to be moving at a normal pace and not in any sort of hurry. But after another BEEP I finally stepped aside and almost bumped into a tree. I mainly moved over because I couldn't believe that this was actually happening and I wanted to see what their destination was (Dunkin Donuts). 

I thought I had problems jaywalking and getting honked at, but now to add flame to the fire I now get verbally beeped at while walking on the sidewalk. Sweet. Next I'll be attacked by pigeons when I try to sit on a park bench.

P.S. A great song to listen to when you're reading inside and it's raining outside: 'Nightminds' by Missy Higgins

If You Say So

There are times when I'm sitting in one place (like Starbucks) for a really long time and I see things happening out on the sidewalk. And these things to me, aren't normal things. They strike me as so obscure that I even have to perk up and look around the Starbucks to see if, anyone else, actually saw the activity outside. Then I usually begin laughing out loud and get really fantastic looks for people.

For example: five Asian men just crossed the street (Beatles style) and walked down the street. Each one was carrying and waving an Olympic-regulation size flag from five different countries. Though I couldn't hear them, I think they were whistling 'We Are the Champions'. Any explanations for this? I got none, but enjoy the random entertainment. 

Good music: Val Emmich (go google)