Somethin' Ain't Right

Yesterday was bowling league. I had planned on winging it without a beer this week, but one of the guys on my team brought me a beer. Well, given my personal values, I can't let a beer go to waste. I mean, think about the drunks in lesser developed countries that would kill for that beer. Wasting it just isn't right.

I realized that whenever I get a strike or ...oh hell, I forget, whatever it's called when you knock'em all down on the second try....everyone cheers. Kinda like in the movie Rudy where everyone is chanting "Rudy Rudy Rudy." I guess they are just cheering on the underdog. I don't know whether to be happy about it....or insulted.

I'm like real stressed today and my stomach is in knots. Not real busy either. So, to get my mind off it, I decided to tour the building and take a mental inventory of who else does not have smiley faces on their nameplates. Ok, the list:

Unfriendly people at my company

1. Me
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Well,, come to find out that I am in good company. Sure, there are some freaks on the list, but not all. I feel better. My stomach's still knotted, but I'm coming to resolve that I may never have a smiley face.