Fortunes

Well I had wanted to post every single day of this month and managed to botch it a day in. Great. Yesterday was a less than ideal day. I found out that I was not chosen for a position I had really wanted at work. I love my job and I don’t talk about it here for very obvios reasons, one of them being how much I do love my job. As with any setback in life, not getting this position was a bit of a disappointment.

To celebrate/commiserate the event I had dinner and drinks with a friend and went to bed early last night. I woke up feeling refreshed and like I had gained more perspective having slept on it. In the past week I’ve had favorable fortunes from my fortune cookies. I am taking that as a sign that everything will work out. After all, when a small, crunchy pastry tells me, “A pleasant surprise is in store for you.” I take that as a pretty sure sign the universe will deliver. Pastries never lie.

Need For Speed: Salt Lake

Apparently I’m a huge threat to society and recklessly endanger the entire human race with my driving skills. Some of you may laugh about that, but the particularly dangerous and horrific thing I did today to win a ticket was to turn right at an intersection with a yellow light.

For this incredibly hazardous lapse in judgement I was tailed by a highway patrol vehicle for over a block while I watched him furiously typing away on his computer looking for some way to handle the great menace. Apparently he found it and was panicked by the fact that I was now turning on to a freeway onramp. Halfway to the freeway, in the middle of rush hour, the lights come on. He cautiously approaches the car and explains with a furrowed brow, that I had, “come around that corner really quick. It’s a good thing no one else was there otherwise you could have caused a really serious accident.”

*blink*

You know, Barney Fife, you are completely right. Had oncoming traffic not been sitting PARKED ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE INTERSECTION AT A RED LIGHT, WE ALL COULD HAVE DIED IN AN EPIC INFERNO.

Places

People need to feel wanted and appreciated. I think it’s one of those things we don’t give much thought to until we find ourselves standing in strange places in our lives wondering if people really do take notice. I’ve recently found myself in this stituation and the first question I have to ask is if I’m doing a good job of showing genuine interest and participating in my friend’s lives? I’d like to say I do, but then again it’s hard to gauge that as everyone, including myself, naturally see things from their perspective which can be somewhat skewed. All I can really do is try my best and communicate clearly with them to make sure we are on the same page. What do we expect from the relationship, what do we want out of it, what are the expectations of the other party?

I had a couple of these conversations over the weekend and they are anything but easy. It’s so hard sometimes to be frank with others, let alone ourselves, when it comes to sensitive issues like these. It’s worth it though, in the end, because it helps to forge a better friendship. It’s so funny that open communication about intentions and relationships is so much harder than openly sharing embarassing stories or heartfelt moments with the people in our lives.

We all seek out companionship on so many levels because it’s in our nature as social creatures. We look for it close-knit families, religious congregations, familiar haunts where “everybody knows their name”, dating and long-lasting intimate relationships. But what is the value of these interactions without knowing the true percieved worth people place in you and what you also contribute to the mix? That’s hard to say as we generally have to rely on the subliminal signals we get from people we interact with. Ambiguity is far from reassuring so sometimes it’s best to just check in. I plan to be much better about letting the people close to me in my life know how I feel through actions and words. Hopefully it will catch on and make it easier for everyone!