My co-worker and I went to Chipotle for our weekly lunch event. We met up with his cousin and sat at a table outside to enjoy the sunshine. I was part way through my burrito when my co-worker spilled his drink.
Month: June 2009
As I was getting ready for work this morning, I remembered that I had a meeting today with a student group that had caused me some grief in the past. I have to work with them, so I got dressed with an eye toward a carefully calculated impression. Long sleeve white dress shirt with a UA logo indicating that I was part of the establishment and would be expected to follow the rules. Sleeves rolled up to indicate that I was someone prepared to work. Dress pants – and my dressier flip-flops – an indication that I’m cool and that I can relate. Or at least that I’m trying to fool myself into thinking that I’m cool and that I can relate. I never put this much thought into what I’m wearing under usual circumstances, but this group had been stubborn and I was going to need all the help I could get.
This is post number 600 for my blog and I had rather hoped for something deeply meaningful or a fundamental truth about existence. Instead, I think it’s pretty much going to be same old-same old.
Went to Olive Garden on Friday for dinner – not really impressed. The calimari appitizer was underdone and the pizza was rather mediocre. They did take the calimari off the bill, but even with that I just wasn’t impressed. Think I’m going to avoid that one for a while.