Let's Get Brainwashed.

I go through these roller coaster rides of indecision, anger, flippant feelings, sincere interest, and then dread. It's so weird. Like this morning, I was convinced I had wandered down the wrong path several years ago, and now was paying severely for it. I also felt like I had started a breadcrumb trail, and then forgot I even had made a trail, and now, years later, it was too late to go back and find it.

Also, I should mention that class was difficult this morning. So, after lunch, we did another example, and everything came together, and then I felt better. I thought, having this job pays for the things I want to do. Why should I get all worked up about it? This was the last week. Then I got through the day much easier.

And then tonight, walking to find dinner (and declining another dinner offer from my classmates), I bought a shirt from the A. Apparel store here. The cashier started giving me the lowdown on their clothing (don't wash it warm, the size will shrink, blah), but I said I know all about their clothes. I was slightly sassy and said that I lived down the street from AA's warehouse in downtown LA. I asked if she had ever been there? She said no.

She asked why I was here, so I told her, but I felt like I had 20 seconds to tell her my life, so I told her what was on my mind. I didn't relate to the people in my class. I told her they played golf and took their kids to soccer practice. And I wanted to change careers. And---

"Do it, man," she said, interrupting, walking me to the door. I nodded and gave her a high fist (as opposed to a high five, where we would have actually touched hands). Then, when I left the store, conscious that I walked a little taller, those homeless punks kids tried to get my attention.

"Hey man, can I have 10 seconds of your time?"

I said no, and then his female friend shouted at me: "You look like Clark Kent!"

So I turned, used my x-ray vision, and said, "I can see all the money in your pockets!"*

Then I ordered room service for dinner.

Now I have "homework." This week's group project involves a lot. We have to pull everything together. We have to use all the major tools we learned and put together a presentation by Thursday.


*I didn't say this, but I thought about it...does that count?