Monday, December 06, 2004

Lessons I learned this weekend

When you go to see Finding Neverland, make sure that you take a box of Kleenex with you. Because there will be a preview for Hotel Rwanda and you will sob all the way through it. Then there will be a preview for A Very Long Engagement and you will cry through that, too. Then you will watch the feature presentation and will need to lend some of your Kleenex out to the mustachioed gentleman to your right who is there with his wife and is sobbing unabashedly.

If your husband takes you out for a Hot Date at Outback Steakhouse (I think Dallas has managed to completely devour my soul) and you order a baked potato, make sure to say, "Oh! What a cute, little, perfectly round potato!" when the waiter brings it to you. Because then he will think that Jabba is Displeased with the meager potato helping and will run to the kitchen and bring you a Whole Nother Potato!

When you are helping with a work event wherein high school students come to campus to interview for the scholarship program you work for, do not expect suits and smiles. Because instead you will see surly people born in 1987 who are sporting scowls that would curdle milk. They will slouch around wearing FLIP-FLOPS (At an interview! In December!) and CAPRI PANTS (At an interview! In December!), acting as though they don't really give two shits if you give them free tuition, a semester abroad, and $53,000.

Finally, a lesson BK learned: When you go Christmas shopping and purchase some clothing-type items for your father-in-law, do not leave the bag sitting on the living room floor. Because then you will leave for a few hours, and when you come back, you will discover that your dog has rooted out all the items and dragged them over to the couch, where he fashioned himself a nest out of one article and used the other as a chew-toy.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

There is nothing Don Cheadle cannot do. Way to go, little Sheila, on scoring the free jacket potato. The steaks at the Outback sure are fair dinkum!

December 6, 2004 at 10:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You know, for my interview here I wore an untucked button-down shirt, some sorta wrinkled khaki pants and... flip flops. I got the job. I was told they liked my flip flops and casual attitude. (I thought I looked nice.)

Of course, we have a PS2, free beer and no dress code here... so maybe if I ever apply for a real job I'll wear real shoes.

Outback Steakhouse rulz!

-- Mexikid

December 6, 2004 at 1:24 PM  

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