Smarter than 98% of the General Population
A wise friend recently told me, “You’re smarter than 98% of the general population.” She tells me this after I continually bitch about how stupid people are. I just don’t remember people being so dumb 10 or 15 years ago. These people are all around us. They’re the Customer Service Rep at Target who makes you call three people in India to solve a problem that can easily be handled in 5 minutes. It’s the cashier at The Giant who only knows paper or plastic and freaks out when you have your own bag. I complain a lot about these people being stupid, but maybe they have an excuse. Maybe they came up in a poor education system and didn’t have all the resources I did growing up. This is unfortunate and I’ve accepted that as the US has grown,...
Read MoreMy Light for Hope Goes Out
For nearly 20 years, I was an avid viewer of The Guiding Light. This week Guiding Light came to an end. After 72 years, it became a victim of low ratings, but more sadly, a victim of a dying genre. Some of my first memories were of Guiding Light. I vividly remember my mom taking a break from housework to watch in the early 70’s. I was only 3 or 4 then, but I can remember the characters and how I thought they were the prettiest people. I specifically, remember the character, Holly, who had beautiful, long, flowing red hair. My mom kept my hair short when I was little, so I was envious of her long locks. I even wore a turtleneck on my head to try and replicate Holly’s hair. Over ten years ago, I stopped watching Guiding Light when I traded a school schedule...
Read MoreFad Flashback: The Stirrup Pant
Today as I came out of the GW/Foggy Bottom Metro Station and up the escalator, I thought for a moment I had been transported back to 1985. In front of me, one of the worst trends from the 80′s: stirrup pants. In that moment, I realized I had reached that point in one’s life that you hope will never happen to you, but inevitably does– the circling back of trends you from those haunting teenage years. Yes, I adorned the stirrup pants as a proud JMS 8th grader in the mid-80′s. Even better, I topped it with a big button-down, paisely Forenza shirt with the collar up. Like the other 9 Amy’s at JMS, I was hip! A year later, the stirrup pants sank to the bottom of the drawer in favor of more tailored skirts and Outback Red shirts....
Read MorePinterest Pins
|
