I know I’m usually a chipper ray of sunshine, but here are some things I really don’t like:
*Messing up at my job. I know it’s a part time job, and I won’t be here forever, but I do take pride in the work I do. It’s very frustrating to me when I do something incorrectly, or forget to do something important. Regardless of repercussions, I feel really disappointed in myself when I do something poorly, and I tend to dwell on it.
*The dark circles under my eyes. It’s not like I just need more sleep. I’ve had them since I was a kid. I don’t really know what to do about them other than pile on the concealer & hope that doesn’t make it worse by drawing attention to it.
*The career driven nature of our society. I’m not saying I want to live in a commune or grow my own food in a backyard garden, but I’d like to get away from the commercialism of it all sometimes. Even in a recession, there is still such a focus on excess and wants over needs and the philosophy of material possessions=happiness. Sometimes I’d just like to feel that it’s possible to work a job and be content and not always worry about money and advancement and where it’s all headed.
*Various improvements in technology and ease of communication. I know that sounds weird, and there are about a million ways that my life is made easier by the existance of the internet and text messaging. I’m not saying there aren’t a ton of benefits, but sometimes it feels like it’s taken away some of the meaning. I used to be so excited when I got a letter or a card in the mail. I may communicate more frequently now via email (and this blog, and facebook, and texting), but it doesn’t compare to the simple joy of opening the mailbox and seeing something in a familiar handwriting or spending an hour on the phone with someone catching up. Communication may be easier and quicker, but it feels a bit cheapened at the same time. It has enabled us to be more cruel than we would typically be if we had to say the same things to someone’s face. You can send of a snarky text or email in a matter of seconds, but most nasty letters won’t actually end up getting mailed. The comments sections on online articles is enough to make me horrified about how willing- eager, even- people are to hurt one another. We’re emboldened by the seeming (or actual) anonymity of the internet, and we don’t tend to come out in a favorable light.
*Breaking in new shoes. It hurts and I don’t care for it.
*How heavy my heart feels after a bad day, especially a bad Monday. It’s been an awful day, and I’m still so far away from a weekend to retreat and lick my wounds.
*Online interactions for classes. It’s great that the syllabus and other important course info is available online in case I misplace my hard copy, but I don’t think it’s quite fair to have to do work for a class before it’s technically begun.
*The idea of having to move our fish tank. I don’t know how we’re going to manage this without casualties.
*Eating pizza three days in a row. Once is enough, thank you very much.
*Being the only sober person in a group.
*Being the drunkest person in a group.
*Being an insanely jealous person. In multiple regards.
*Not having a dog.
*All of the crap that comes along with dog ownership.
*Being given 10 or more sauce packets in the drive up at Taco Bell, but not a single napkin.