Habit-Forming

The Overly Long Intro

It’s been more than 15 weeks since I last wrote anything on this blog.  That’s way too long.  Luckily I have job applications to avoid so here i am.

Some of you may remember when I ran an experiment on my myspace blog to see if I could write one post a day for a month (an idea that I stole from W. Kamau Bell).  I lasted 15 days before I got bored.  I did learn some important things about myself from that little experiment.  Firstly, I realized that working under pressure really changes the blogging experience for me.  Rather than just casually posting a blog whenever i feel like it, I found myself stressing each day to make sure i had a blog done by 12:00.  It became less a hobby and more a responsibility.  As such, I took it a bit more seriously and I’d like to think that the quality of my content improved a little.  More importantly, I began to realized that I don’ really want for things to write about.  I constantly have ideas that could eaily become blogs but, for one reason or another, most of them never reach the internet.  Today, I shall try to correct that.  From this point forward, I will write no less than one blog per week.  I’ll let you all know when I come up with a suitable schedule.

 

The Update

There is sort of a good reason that I’ve been M.I.A. around these parts as of late: I got a job.  For the past couple weeks I’ve been spending most of my time standing behind the customer service counter at my local national electronics chain store.  It’s kinda sucked, quite honestly.  I don’t really mind the work itself and most of my coworkers are pretty cool, but business is always slow so I’m usually bored as hell.  Also, I’m broke as hell.  $7 an hour isn’t really any money at all.  Therefore I’m looking for a 2nd job, to supplement or replace the mediocre wages that I’m currently living on.  As a matter of fact, the main reason I’m writing this blog is to distract myself from the applications I should be filing out right now.

 

A Story

Inside the store I work at there is a little kiosk selling cell phones.  Working at this kiosk is a young lady whos name i don’t remember.  I first saw her sometime last week.  ”She’s kinda cute,” I said to myself, but she wasn’t cute enough for me to care for more than a minute.  One minute later, I stopped caring.  I’d pretty much forgotten about her by the time I strolled into work this morning.  I started off my day like I always do, getting right to work before I even have a chance to greet my coworkers (my job is hella boring but for some reason there’s always hella shit going on at the moment I step into the door).  When things got back to their normal glacial pace, I took a moment to behold my surroundings.  All was as usual, but when I looked to my right I saw an unusal sight: a really cute girl sitting at the cell phone kiosk.  I spent the next couple hours trying not to stare and almost succeeded at paying her no mind until she randdomly struck up a conversation with me.  At that moment, I suddenly realized two things: The girl I’d given no more than a minute’s thought a week before had changed her hairstyle and somehow made herself about 13 times cuter and I was smitten.  I spent the rest of my shift wondering if she liked me and being extremely self-conscious.  I wonder if I’ll still care about her when I go to work on monday. . . 

 

The End

If you stare at a lit flourescent lightbulb for a long enough time, you may begin to ponder the very nature of your eyesight.  Or maybe that’s jus me. . .