Interesting day, I suppose.
I woke up late. Struggled. Got to work late, even more struggled. Especially because yesterday my dad was complimenting me on the fact I'm always really good about getting up and being to work on time. It's Huck Luck... or Sesh Luck. Either way, I'm doomed with bad luck from both ends of the family name. Hah !
Anyways, yesterday during my break I went to Quiznos and got myself a delicious Classic Italian sandwich, and when I was sitting outside on my favorite bench (between Starbucks and Quiznos), a little bird came by and was walking by my feet. Of course my sympathetic intuition kicked in and I wanted to feel like a Disney Princess, so I tore off a piece of bread and threw it. There was a guy on a bench across from me, and he kind of gave an awkward smile while he too watched the bird take my little piece of bread and take its sweet time eating it. I texted Michael and said "Birds are cute."
Which brought me to TWO thoughts.
a) I LOVE Birds. I think they are so cute, and the whole Lynyrd Skynyrd song "Free Bird" gets me every time. Also: refrencing "Free as a Bird" by the Beatles (which is also a Beautiful song). Mainly because lately, I feel like I'm not Free. I honestly feel like I'm being held back, not by anything in particular, but I feel like there's so many things I want to do and experience and Try and Be and Have... and I'm just doing the same routine every day. I just want to Fly away, be free, not be tied down to anything. I want to take stupid risks, go on adventures. Learn, experience, create, cry, lose, gain, hurt. It's hard to explain. I'm 20 years old, working for a Corporate Hell, and I feel like it's just repeat repeat repeat. I want new friends, I want to meet new people, I want to move away and be somewhere New and away from everything I REALLY know. I want to be somewhere I want to be. While I'm young, anyway.
So, that's the whole bird thing. I have this bird necklace where it looks like it's flying, and I just love it. Birds symbolize a lot.
Actually, whenever I drive to work and see a bunch of little birds flying in the sky together, I'm pretty sure it's my Grandpa Grizz sayin' HI! and "Look at all the chocolate chips in the sky!"
--Anyways, the second thought...
b) What makes a Disney Princess?
My friend Cassandra (friends for years, also coworkers at Corporate Hell) tells me that I have Disney Princess eyes. Best compiment ever. That's not the point- the point is other than the "big Disney princess eyes", you look at all the traits that the Disney Princesses have. There's something unique about all of them. HOWEVER, Belle is my favorite Disney Princess and always has been.
Why? Because when I was a little little girl, I liked Belle because she liked to read. And I liked that she was smart, she had integrity, she sacrificed herself for her Father, she was a good singer (hehe), and, she learned to Love the Beast despite the fact that, well, he was a Beast. And she taught him and influenced him and softened his heart so he wasn't so bitter to the world. What a wonderful character! I think that's the very reason why I'm so sweet and soft spoken, is because I had a wonderful, wonderful PRINCESS rolemodel.
Oh, and I can't forget the fact that I loved Belle's dress the best. Yellow, such a happy color.
So, when I went back into work I just remembered that despite the fact I get treated like crap, and an awful lot of Beasts and grumpy bitter people come into my store and think Everything wrong with anything is My fault, I can still smile and be kind and just Do my job. Maybe my good attitude can alter theirs?
Doesn't seem to work, but I try. Like today, this lady was complaining about how she waited in line for forever and said "I've been here for over 15 minutes!" and I just smiled at her and in a sarcastic, joking manner I said "Oh believe me, I've been here for Much longer." and she rolled her eyes and said "Oh jeeze."
But I think she realized that yeah, she may have been in line for a little longer than she would've liked, but I had also been there for four hours, dealing with crap all day. And I could still smile and help people and make the most of a crappy situation. At least, I hope she realized that. Because as soon as I said that she stopped complaining and I told her to have a Great day and she just walked off.
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Okay, there's TWO giant flies on my tv screen right now. When I say Giant, I mean giant, and it's disgusting. It's midnight but a midnight snack sounds good. So,my friends I'm probably heading to Jack in the Box now. Goodnight!
PS- There are now THREE giant flies on my TV.
GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS.
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