Lyric Du
Jour:
"I feel wonderful because I see the love light in your eyes and the wonder
of it all is that you just don't realize how much I love you." - Eric Clapton,
"Wonderful Tonight."
What can I say?
It's been a pretty good weekend. It started out shaky, but it didn't take
long to turn things around.
Jessie
was supposed to come down this weekend. It was my school's first home football
game. And
Jessie's
little sister marches in the band. However,
Jessie
was anything but happy with me this week. We had a long phone conversation
Monday about a lot of different things that were on my mind... including
Sunday's kiss... my broadcast regs class... school and the newspaper... lots
of stuff. We had a good talk. But I got busy with lots of other stuff and
sort of dropped off the face of the earth for a while. I didn't call her
or e-mail her. It wasn't anything personal, just that I was swamped with
other stuff.
She called Wednesday night while I was at work, but by the time I got in,
it was too late to call her. Thursday, I got up, went to class, came home,
took a shower, went to my staff meeting, went to a pep rally and then to
Jonathan's place. When I got in about 3 a.m., there were a couple of messages
on the machine from
Jessie...
but it was too late to call her back. She sounded miffed that she hadn't
heard from me. And I can understand why she would feel that way. I tried
to call her at her office at her apartment, but got no answer. A few hours
later, the phone rings and it's her telling me that she's over at her sister's
dorm room. Again, she sounded pissed.
A large group of friends -- including
Jessie
-- went out to eat Friday night. I was running late and drove by myself.
Jessie
rode with her sister, et. al. We ended up riding home together so we could
talk. She vented. I tried to comfort her. It was okay for a while. We then
spent a few hours with friends at
Jessie's
sisters dorm. Afterwards,
Jessie
and I had some more discussion... She spent the night at my place... and
by Saturday morning, things were okay. I like happy endings, but getting
to the happy ending part sometimes takes a bit of
work.
Saturday,
Jessie and I went driving
around town looking for furniture for a room in her apartment. She's needing
a futon and a bookshelf. It's crazy to see how different stores will charge
so many different prices for the same piece of furniture. And I just love
to hear those famous salesperson lines:
"What can I do to earn your business?"
"If you'll buy it today, I'll see how much I can take off the price."
"I'll let you have it for (insert price here)."
Does anyone believe that stuff? Honestly? I want to meet the schmuck that
goes into buy anything and believes the salesperson...
SHOPPER: I would like to buy this loveseat.
SALESMAN: I'll let you have it for $500.
SHOPPER: You'll let me have it for only $500? Gee, thanks.
What you really need to say to the guy is, "I'll let you sell it to me for
(insert price)." You've gotta have fun with these people... And afterall,
it they are jerks about it (and many are), they don't deserve you're money.
They are in sales. They should have to earn your business and not act like
they are entitled to it.
Our shopping
adventures, it was time for the football game. I love "game days." Of course,
it's because I get to work during the game taking pictures that makes things
more enjoyable for me. Sitting in the stands is nice and all. But I like
to be in the middle of things. And my job allows me to do that. The game
was close throughout... And we were playing a team we should have easily
beaten... But in the end, we won. And if there is one thing better than "game
days," it's games days where we
win.
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