I Was Scammed in Elementary School

Elementary school was supposed to prepare you for middle school. Do you remember how they always told you about sharing a building with big,scary and probably hairy 8th graders? I was petrified. This is all despite the fact that realistically I was throwing rocks at much older kids on the playground in kindergarten.

Then middle school scared/prepared you for high school, which prepared you for college, so you could get an entry-level job, and climb the corporate ladder, to one day rule the world……


Or you could do it like Mark Zuckerburg: Drop out of college and start your own world, but they forgot to mention that to me.


They also forgot to mention that I would never need cursive, except when signing my life away for a new pair of boots. Or that I could realistically avoid any form of geometry or math higher than algebra if I became a journalism major (thank god for that!). Nor did anyone tell me that learning the basics of your job doesn’t require knowledge of International Advertising.


Seriously, I must have missed the lecture on how to properly feed the label paper into the printer. Why does it always print horizontally when the labels are going vertically? Heck if I know – hence the reason we may be spending a little more on mailing this year.


But in all honesty (and pardon me for getting a little Nicholas Sparks on you today), despite all the trickery and deceit, our teachers really knew what they were doing.


Beyond reading, writing and ‘rithmatic – they taught us that learning doesn’t have to just come from a book.


Perfect example: I am including a link to vote for a project by students from Kent Roosevelt High School – Yes, I am a proud alumna. With some knowledge, creativity and a little help from their teacher, they are currently one of only ten schools to be picked as national finalists as part of Samsung’s Solve for Tomorrow project.


Read more about it here: http://recordpub.com/news/article/4970647

AND VOTE HERE: https://pages.samsung.com/us/sft/video/index.jsp


These kids deserve some serious credit, because I was too busy figuring out which door I could sneak back in at lunch to do something this cool (Sorry Sidoti). So let's help them out.


As a final thought, I would like to point out that I would clearly DOMINATE Mavis Beacon at this point in my life – BOOOYAH 2nd grade teacher, who has the most WPM's now!

Short Blog, Huge Ego's

I would like to know if it is necessary that people take solo pictures of themselves EVERYTIME they go out. I am not sure how these girls have boyfriends that tolerate their narcissism. I would assume the guys they date would rather be infront of the camera than behind it taking pictures for their ladies - but what do I know.


Do these girls really think that:


1: Anyone cares enough about what they look like that each outfit must be documented and posted on Facebook.


2. Even if anyone cared, that they want to see that same picture in 300 slightly different poses.


I would include pictures of my favorites, but I don’t think there is enough memory space on this site to hold all that ego. There is barely enough room for mine.

Road Rage: Sometimes, You Are The Asshole

Driving home from Cleveland after a full day of work and a workout usually leaves me wishing I had brought a post-workout snack. By the time I get to Streetsboro, about 10 minutes from where I live, I am basically drooling as I pass the Chipotle. This means by the time I actually make it home, I am so hungry that I demolish dinner. Thus, I have successfully negated my workout and probably tacked on some additional calories.

This morning, however, I was running late. So, on the way out I grabbed a box of Special K and ate a few handfuls on the turnpike while driving to work.

Shift to hours later when I get back in my car to drive home and SCORE! Special K.

I didn't realize the joy that a simple box of cereal could bring. I was so happy to have a snack on for the ride home I couldn't help but think of the endless possibilities keeping something in my car could bring.

It might help curve my post-workout hunger, make me eat less when I got home and maybe I would actually see some results from all that damn cardio. I was realizing the possibilities!

.......What I didn't realize was that during this nice little day dream of mine I was:

1. Shoving cereal in my mouth, spilling it on the floor and probably not saving any calories.

2. Driving less than 55MPH on the highway. During rush hour. And probably getting flipped the bird as cars flew by on both sides.

Yep, today. I am, THE asshole.

The Strikers

Everything constantly reminds me that I am getting older. This past weekend I had my first Saturday night co-ed men's/woman's soccer league game.

Not intramural. Not club soccer. Not U-17............Men's and Women's. On a Saturday night.

Gross.

I must say it was weird running around NC in Hudson; these are the same soccer fields I spent 15 years of my life playing on. This time, however, instead of gracefully scoring goals, I was flailing around, awkward and out of shape .

Plus, I don't think a few years ago you could have yanked me off the field without protest. I wanted to be in on the action. Now, we sub ourselves out as often as possible to slow our racing hearts and to grab a quick brewski before we head back in.

Serving as an additional reminder that is not the same soccer I used to play in my glory days is the muscle soreness that hasn't subsided 4 days later.

The only thing that hasn't changed since the time of my first rec soccer team back in preschool, the team name.

We are, "The Strikers"

Thanks Grace, as if we didn't look dumb enough already.

Road Rage: The iPhone Alarm Excuse

ceoSteveJobs Steve Jobs (on Twitter 1/2/11) Apple Stores will open on a two-hour delay tomorrow to let employees sleep in. This is in no way related to the iPhone alarm clock glitch.

I think all businesses should take this approach, because obviously none of us can function without our iPhones. I can’t.

Which is why I would just like to thank my dad for being extra loud this morning. Even though I had heard about the iPhone alarm glitch on the news, for some reason I failed to proactively react the potential problem that this might pose for me. Instead, I just reset my alarms and went to bed. So no surprise my alarm(s) didn’t go off; alarms being plural because I have to set at least 4 due to my habitual snoozing.

I only woke up about a half hour late, but it seemed like I wasn’t the only one who was scurrying to make up for some lost time this morning. Traffic seemed a bit heavier in unusual spots. Like today, the school bus that always seems to fluster drivers caused a significantly larger traffic back-up than normal (you only get to experience this little frenzy if you aren’t on time to work because it picks the kids on SR43 up at 8am).

I am glad that I am not the only person who just happened to forget and/or ignore this little glitch. Next time I will just use my other alarm clock.

Happy New Year and 2 extra hours of sleep from Apple.