Dec 31 2008
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Last morning of 2008
You know the magic two words to pull you out of your funk…
LAS ASADAS
You think that’s depressing? Try having your 6 year old son beat you at Madden ‘09. That was a fun wake up. Flippin’ Devon Hester catches 7 passes for 375 yards and 4 td’s on me. It wasn’t until the 4th qtr. when I figured out how to defend that. Then he goes to other side of the field and roasts me there.
So I wake up today early and go to the gym before work. I got a good work out in and exchanged some smiles and a few words with a cute girl there. So at this point I am now feeling pretty great. (Almost Nutrigrain bar “I feel great!”) I go in to the office and hardly anyone is around, which is awesome! (so now at this point I do “feel great!”) What better of a day can I get to go down to the cafeteria and get a couple eggs cooked up and a few slices of toast to treat myself on this wonderful day? I head down to the cafeteria and wait patiently by the grill where you can get made to order breakfast. Then from behind me one of the cafe workers yells “No grill today, buffet today,” pronouncing buffet distinctly as “Boo-fey” which annoyed me for some reason. It almost felt like an epsisode of Seinfeld where the Soup Nazi yells “No soup for you!.” I instantly get into a bad mood, “Just my luck, I will pass.” No cafeteria ever has a good buffet. So I tromp on back to my desk and now this day feels like the rest — now ending 2008 with disappointing morning.
