Pixie

I was listening to Ani DiFranco in the car today and this song reminded me of a certain person I used to know:

the man behind the counter looks like he's got
a halfa dozen places he'd rather be
and furthermore it looks like he's prepared
to take it all out on me
buddy, i don't really care what your problem is
just don't make it mine
come on kids, let's all hold hands
and pretend we're having a good time

maybe you don't like your job
maybe you didn't get enough sleep
well, nobody likes their job
nobody got enough sleep
maybe you just had
the worst day of your life
but, you know, there's no escape
and there's no excuse
so just suck up
suck up
suck up and be nice
be nice

~Pixie, Ani DiFranco

I know we all slip up every once in a while, but I've been trying to be better about this. But I know one or two people who are notorious for treating other people poorly on their bad days and thinking that it's a good excuse and it's not. But then again they thing they're the exception to a lot of things. Oh well.

In other news, yesterday Will and I had an unknown anniversay. We ended up going to the Braves game with Alex and Brian (I can sometimes get awesome tickets through the place I used to work last summer) and I realized that it was right around this time of year that he and I went to a game with his parents when we first started dating. I came home and checked the ticket (since I am a pack rat) and discovered that it was the same day! How weird is that?