Yay for High School Friends!

This week started out sh-tty and only got worse.

I am always so excited when my friend Sara from high school has to come to New York for work. Considering the hot mess I found myself in this week, I was really grateful that she was in town.

She was a bright spot and a burst of energy during this bleak week.

Even though I had some school to do (after the first day back of course) Monday night, I needed to be around a friend more.

We had a glass of wine at Bryant Park and then grabbed dinner at a pub. It was SO good to see her. Between the new job, a mixed signals guy and life, I really needed someone to talk to.

She was definitely the right person for it :).

Last night we went to Cafeteria had a delicious dinner, shared a carafe of sangria (so much cheaper than ordering separately), made friends with our dining neighbors and overall had a bad ass time. Our conversation was one of those rare blends that can only come about if you've known someone for a very long time.

We talked about some random yet appropriate high school memories (while debating dessert she remembered that's all I ordered for dinner when we went out to eat before Junior Prom), what's going with our lives right (mostly work and a little bit about boys - although we mostly covered that on Monday), and the right now - our delicious dinner.

Thanks for turning around a shitty week Sara. And being my cheerleader; in the best way.

Redhead Racists?

Okay, so the three friends sitting next to me at Starbucks are definitely providing me with entertainment.

1. One of their group has the second doppelganger running around NYC.
2. The girl that was mistaken for someone else is a redhead and made a comment that people can be redhead racists.

What is a redhead racist?

I asked myself that same question but instead of having to verbalize it, I just had to keep eavesdropping. Her definition is someone who sees one redhead and they have seen them all.

Her example is that she gets likened to Amy Adams and Kate Walsh. Since neither actress looks like the other, it's her proof that someone only see the red hair - not the face. (Girl has a point there - those two look NOTHING alike).

Reminds me of Lainey said about Michael Phelps (re: Asian women). TMZ weighed, too. Now, that incident reeks of ignorance and maybe a touch of racism.

As a fellow ginger (although I'm more auburn these days), I disagree. Maybe a redhead generalist is the right phase?

I get that she was trying to explain it by using the word "racist" but I think it's inaccurate.

Also - I'm a redhead and never getting either actress as a lookalike.

Interesting, non?

Side note: I probably am the only person that thought it was interesting :).

Doppelgangers

I've been sitting at Starbucks (my school away from school) and twice in 2 and a half hours, 2 different people have been mistaken by 2 different people for 2 different people.

The seats to my right have been occupied by two different groups of people and one person in each group has been mistaken for someone else.

Strange.

Side note: reminds of How I Met Your Mother 

Do You Believe in Coincidence/Chance?

Coincidence n.

1. The state or fact of occupying the same relative position or area in space.
2. A sequence of events that although accidental seems to have been planned or arranged.

Chance n.
1. The unknown and unpredictable element in happenings that seems to have no assignable cause.
2. An unpredicted event, esp a fortunate one.

There has been a certain amount of circumstances surrounding me, as of late, and I have no idea if they mean anything.

A part of me desperately wants them to. But another part of me doesn't think that they meaning anything at all.

I am a big believer in timing but maybe it doesn't always mean something?

I think it all boils down to: are some things/incidents/people/events/happenings purely coincidental and chance or is there some meaning behind it? 

Fate?

In the last couple of weeks, I watched Grey's Anatomy alternative reality episode and went to see The Vow. I really enjoyed the tv epi and the movie. Each form of entertainment left a lingering question in my mind because . . .

Each story had one thing in common: that sometimes despite the hand fate deals you or where you start, you end up exactly where you were always going.

The question of fate lingers in my mind because sometimes I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing. I make choices and unsure of what they will lead to except for what happens in the immediate future.

I love the idea that you will always end where you were supposed to be going.

Different Sides of the Same Conversation

Last night I watched The Romantics. I watched it because, well, everyone is a little more fucked up in it than I am.

Lila, the bride, played by Anna Paquin has a discussion with her groom, Tom, played by Josh Duhamel, because he is having a pre-wedding freak out. Probably has something to do with the fact he's still in love with the maid of honor. Anyhow . . .

I have definitely been on both sides of this conversation. Have you?

Tom: "Why is emotion some kind of mental illness with you?
Lila: "It is when you indulge in it all the time.
Don't you think I want to freak out?
Don't you think I want to lose my shit?
Why do you get to be the one who drinks too much, that says scandalous shit things, that has wild mood swings?
Does it ever occur to you that those are freedoms afforded to you by me?
Does it ever occur to you that my emotions are just as intense?
I just work harder to control them."
Tom: "Why? You don't have to. I wish you would lose it more."
Lila: "Who? Who should I lose it to, you?
My mom?
My brother?
You?
Take a look around you, Tom, someone got to keep their cool."

And then she screams.

Great Goal

As Cait and I were leaving behind our lovely vacation and hanging out at the airport she said something pretty spot on and wise:

"Let's find a way to make our lives feel more like a vacation."

It's a great goal. I'm aiming for it.

I Love My Boss

Because when a broker asked where his secretary was he responded, "We don't have secretaries here."

I Didn't Think It Was Possible

But I work with people who don't know a) how to copy and paste an email and b) what it means to copy and paste an email.

I kid you not.

Priceless

Me: "Thank you for calling __________. "
Priceless: "I'm looking for ________ in the whatdoyoucallit department . . . the one that has someting to do with computers?"
M: "The IT department?"
P: "Oh, yes that's the one."

Pure gold.