Doing Life Differently: Confessions of Proud ‘Wrong’ Doers

The Bacon Alarm Clock

I enjoy having breakfast in bed. I like waking up to the smell of bacon. Sue me. And since I don’t have a butler, I have to do it myself. So, most nights before I go to bed, I will lay six strips of bacon out on my George Foreman grill. Then I go to sleep. When I wake up, I plug in the grill. I go back to sleep again. Then I wake up to the smell of crackling bacon. It is delicious. It’s good for me. It’s a perfect way to start the day.

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Pre-Pill Hydration Hack

I drink water into my mouth BEFORE taking a pill.

I’ll never understand how the vast majority of people are okay with putting a dry pill into their mouth. It tastes terrible and sticks to your tongue.

When Wrong Feels So Right

Not me, my husband.

He spells “wrong” as “rong.” His reasoning? “If I spelled it right, it wouldn’t be wrong.”

Brewed to Be Mild

I let my coffee cool down to room temperature before I drink it… I can’t drink hot liquids…

Sneeze Celebrations

When people sneeze, I tell them “Congratulations” instead of “Bless you”. Everyone I tell does a double-take and asks me why.

I had a professor in college who said it, and I asked him why. He told me that in ancient Rome, people would say “congratulations” to a sneeze because they believed you were ejecting a disease from your body. IDK if that’s true or not, but it’s fun to say.

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Broth Be Gone

When I make ramen, I drain all the water out of the pot before I put the noodles in my bowl.

My girlfriend was having a rough day and wanted me to make her some ramen. I made it how I usually do, and she ended up crying because there was no broth. That’s when I realized I like eating my ramen wrong.

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Ring of Flavor

I eat burgers and sandwiches in a circular pattern. Get the overly bready part out of the way so the remaining 75% of the burger or sandwich has a proper, enjoyable bread-to-meat ratio.

Tied Up in Bunny Ears

Apparently, tie my shoes. I had no idea until my SO pointed it out.

I use two bunny ears and tie them together. :/ I tried doing it the other way, but it’s just not as easy. I would really have to go out of my way to relearn how to tie my shoes, and I don’t feel like doing that. So I just own it now. The one thing that is annoying about my method is that it causes the laces to sit more diagonally and not straight across. Oh well!

S is for Style

I write the letter “s” from the bottom, upward.

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Bathroom Bloopers

My boyfriend started showering wrong.

He says his mom taught him to get in the tub, turn the water on where it’s running through the bath faucet, wait for it to get hot, and then pull the knob that makes it go through the shower head. So every time I hear him curse because it’s cold water hitting his feet.

I asked why he doesn’t just turn the water on, pull the knob so it heats up through the shower head, then get in when it’s an adequate temperature (like my mom taught me and how I feel the right way is), but he continues to curse at cold water every morning.

Ice Cream Alchemy

I don’t do it too regularly now, but when I have ice cream at home, I like to put a bunch of it in a bowl and then just stir it up. Just keep stirring and stirring until it is really smooth and a little melty, and it is absolutely amazing.

If I don’t do that, I put my ice cream in a mug and then add milk. I love ice cream and milk.

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The Sabotage Specialist

Not really proudly, but I feel like this fits here. I intentionally suck at my job. I work in a store where we have a high focus on sales stats like items per customer/average sale, and I’m the best. I also work the most. As a result, we’ve been crushing the other stores in our area since we started up a few months ago.

My boss recently f*cked me out of some sick leave money and refused to remedy the situation. So I’m pretending like times are hard, and he’s panicking because our sales stats suck in the most important month of the year, and we’re the worst in our region because I was carrying everything, and now I’m not anymore.

It feels good. The store’s already lost more money from me being average than he would have had to pay me to make me happy. Wonder if he’ll catch on soon. Doesn’t matter to me anyway. I’m hourly, so I get the same pay anyway. Don’t f*ck with your best employee.

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Slices, Not Pieces

I don’t ask people for pieces of paper. I ask them for slices of paper.

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Nacho Ordinary Start to the Day

Non-traditional food for breakfast. Look, if I have leftover nachos, then I am having leftover nachos for breakfast.

First, it doesn’t have to be nachos. Nachos are just a placeholder for any non-traditional breakfast food. Many of you cleverly deduced this on your own, though.

And secondly, if you make homemade nachos, then everything but the chips is leftover. The chips can be fresh for leftover nachos. But I am not opposed to eating cold leftover nachos with soggy chips either because I am an adult, and I’ll eat whatever I want, Mom! Sorry. That was 100% inappropriate.

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Diving into the Driver’s Seat

I get in my car headfirst instead of putting my feet in first. Everyone makes fun of me for it, but it seems right to me.

Shelfishly Charming

I put cans and jars on the top shelf so my SO can’t reach them. That way, I get to both take them down and open them for her. It makes me appear more manly than I really am.

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Cereal Killer

I’ll eat cereal without any milk. The first few times, it was just because my SO was out of milk. Now, I do it because she finds it genuinely perplexing.

Savoring Every Bite

I may have undiagnosed Attention Deficit Disorder. I just take my time eating, and I usually wait until the flavor is out of my mouth before I take the next bite. Maybe I’m really bad at chewing quickly and/or thinking and eating simultaneously. I just don’t see why it needs to be rushed, and even when rushing at my fastest, I could probably not eat it faster than 10ish minutes (but I hate that feeling, and sometimes that makes me eat too much if I go that speed).

Idk but I know that’s why every job that I’ve ever had with only 30 minutes of lunch, I end up losing weight.

The other night, I swear you not, it took me 3 hours to finish a buffalo chicken salad. I was able to treat it like a snack also, but at the same time, I couldn’t really eat it faster unless I just saved half of it for breakfast. I didn’t want to do that b/c I only had an everything bagel with butter on 1/2 and peanut butter on 1/2 for breakfast, and no lunch.

I don’t know why I am like this, but even when I love easy-to-eat food, and I’m hungry, it just takes me a while. Plus, I usually have to get up at least twice for more water.

Pizza Pleasures in Reverse

I eat pizza from crust to front. Had this habit since I can remember. Whenever I eat, I save the best for last and eat my least favorite part first, with pizza, I like the crust the least.

Bottom-Up Approach to Snacking

I open potato chip bags from the bottom for two reasons: the crumbs (and the flavor) get redistributed all over the bigger pieces of chips when you flip the bag, and when you actually get to the bottom, you find the big undamaged chips covered in seasoning, not the useless crumbs.

Streets Less Traveled

I take the slightly slower routes/side streets to work if it is the most direct route, and I don’t have to change lanes constantly and take right turns at HUGE intersections. I get very anxious when I drive, I moved to a big city a year ago, and I hate it. Too many cars, too many people, not enough awareness on the road.

Yesterday I gave directions to a friend so we could drive somewhere, and he said, “I would never go this way. This is stupid.”

I told him it was because the large intersection a block away is always backed up at this time, and this way is technically faster. But whatever, let’s wait almost ten minutes at a five-lane intersection that also has a trolley going through it when we can get to our destination in 3 minutes.

Dining with Deception

I enjoy mispronouncing the fancy names of food and wine at nice restaurants when I’m with pretentious people.

“I’ll take a bottle of your finest merlottttttttttttttttttttt, and the foisss grasss please.”

Upon correction, I like to pull a Louise Belcher and pretend like I had no idea and am fascinated by their incredible intellect and etiquette.

Bonus points if I can start a conversation with the server wherein I make it obvious that I know exactly how to pronounce everything on the menu.

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The Interviewer-In-Chief

Job interviews. I don’t go in trying to sell myself. I instead go in to decide if I want this job. I interviewed the interviewers. It’s probably cocky, but I tend to lean back in the chair, hands behind my head, discussing the job with them. So far, I have landed every job I interviewed for, and have negotiated a better starting package every time. On one, I negotiated myself in at higher pay than my new boss. Needless to say, that ended up being a very unhealthy work environment.

On a related note, I do not have loyalty to my employer. I require that my work environment be enriching for me. If it is not, I find a new job and negotiate myself in at a higher package than I would be making if I stuck around for raises.

I don’t believe you should do what you love; that’s a surefire way to destroy your passions. I believe you should do what you are good at and find a workplace that is fulfilling. This has kept me from being a slave to my job, and I’ve never felt afraid to lose my job. There have always been plenty of jobs out there, even during the recession.

Center of Attention

When I eat Pop-Tarts, I always eat the sides first, then the top/bottom edges, before eating the center with all the icing.

I pretty much do the same thing with sandwiches and Kit Kats, but people are usually shocked I eat the “worst” part of the pop tart first when it’s actually my favorite.

Arrest of Generations

My mom had a favorite phrase when we kids were bothering her. She would always say, “Hold your horses”.

Thus, when she was babysitting my daughter while I worked, I decided to have some fun. Once she was old enough, I taught my daughter that, “hold your horses” meant you were supposed to put your hands behind your head. You know, like you’re being arrested. Then I’d tickle her.

Fast forward a few weeks, and I’m picking up my kid when she’s pestering grandma and is told to hold her horses. Her hands snap to her head, and my mom just looks at her like, “What the f*ck?!”

My daughter is twelve now, and still, if she’s told to hold her horses, she instinctually reaches to her head.

Pancakes After Dark

My dad used to have to cook dinner for us kids when my mom was on call or working an evening/night shift.

My dad only knew how to cook breakfast foods, so it was always pancakes for dinner. I remember him letting me stand on a stool to “help” him poke the chocolate chips into the batter of the cooking pancakes.

As a kid, I thought pancakes for dinner were the coolest thing.

As an adult, I can eat a jar of frosting for dinner if I want, so the breakfast-for-dinner thing has since lost it’s luster.

Not Quite Ripe, Not Quite Wrong

I only eat slightly underripe bananas. People think it’s gross, but once the last of the green is gone, I don’t like them.

Good Vibes Only

I work in customer service, so I ask people how they’re doing all day long. The smug middle-class ones love to say they’re doing well. On the off chance that they ask me how I’m doing, I will only respond with “good.” I can see it killing them inside.

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Speed Typing with a Twist

Type. I use one finger on my left hand and all the fingers on my right, and I was still one of the fastest at typing in the class I had to take about it in 10th grade. The teacher tried forcing me to type “the right way”.

Pour Decision or Pour Perfection?

I put the milk in before the hot water. In England, this is an act of treason. Everyone at work looks at me like I’m spitting directly in the Queen’s face when I make a cup of tea. However, it’s been proven putting the milk in first not only makes for better flavor, but you don’t get that film of lumpy bits that float on the top. So I’m happy to drink my treason tea (teason?) while all the naysayers out there enjoy their tepid cup of floating milk scum.

Art of Cupcake Inversion

I eat the cupcakes the wrong way, and by that, I mean I eat them the right way. You take the whole cupcake and untwist the bottom half. You then take that bottom half, put it on the top, and press down. What you have now is a cupcake sandwich, with the perfect ratio of cake to frosting. No more eating the frosting first and then being left with just cake.

From Tidy to Untied

Officially, my high school’s fall/spring dress code had boys tuck their polo into their khakis and wear a belt. Nobody did it, though they would wear belts. I decided that the outfit looked stupid untucked like that, and proudly wore my shirt tucked in for the next four years when literally no one else but Freshmen during their first week of classes would…then senior year spring hit, and I said, “f*ck it” and untucked my shirt.

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Spoonful of Eggspertise

I eat eggs with a spoon.

Most of the action you do when eating (scrambled) eggs is scooping it up and not piercing it, so I think it’s a lot easier to just eat it with a spoon. You can still break the yolk with the spoon. If I make Eggs Benedict, of course, I’m gonna eat with a knife and fork, but if it’s anything else, I’ll probably eat with a spoon.

Breaking Rules, Not Bars

I don’t eat Kitkats by “breaking off a piece.” I eat it like a normal candy bar. There was one time that I did it out of necessity (my other hand was full, so I couldn’t break off a piece), and a complete stranger saw me and called me out on it with a look of pure horror on their face.

Eating a KitKat “incorrectly” might just be the one thing that all Americans could unite against.

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Keto Dreams, Hangover Screams

Eat high fat and low/no carb.

No more insomnia, my focus, and memory are better than ever, and my mood is incredible. The dental hygienist looked at me like a freak when she couldn’t find a plaque on my teeth after 2 years of no dentist visits.

However… hangovers are now the worst thing I have ever experienced.

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Eggstraordinary Crispiness

“Burn” my eggs. If you time things perfectly, you get a completely runny yolk with crispy bits around the edges of the whites. Feels like heaven. Gordon Ramsey, I’m sorry, but on this one, you’re wrong. That’s not burnt. It’s exactly how a sunny side-up egg should be.

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Debating with Brass Knuckles

When I’m stating my position and my beliefs, and having an intellectual argument, I don’t pull punches. I don’t consider the other person’s feelings. I am completely honest.

I fully believe in the fair and lively exchange of ideas and ideals.

I’m a good person. I am an insanely good person. I’m going to behave the way I feel is right, not what society is telling me.

Bitter Sips and Sweet Bites

I don’t know about wrong, but I absolutely can not drink coffee/hot chocolate/cappuccino or anything like that before/during/after I eat something. I’ll wait hours to eat after drinking coffee, or wait hours to drink coffee after eating. it freaks me out to imagine all of it sitting in my stomach, mixing together and whatnot.

No Scoreboards, No Stress

Play any type of sport for fun. My whole life, any time there’s been a group of friends or family who’s been like, let’s play a game of this or that. I just want to have fun. And most people want to get serious about rules and technical crap that I just find unnecessary and always laugh off. I never want to keep score. I don’t care if something was 2 inches out of bounds, double dribble, etc. Once, I had a friend screaming her head off at me because I said I didn’t have a “vote” when trying to see if someone’s serve was out in volleyball. I was like.. whatever, just let them redo it! This ain’t pro sh*t, it’s literally FOR FUN. Same with board games, etc. I’m just anti-harda** about rules, and I know that’s the “wrong” way to be about games and scores and whatnot.

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Timeless Pills, Dateless Thrills

My work (I’m a pharmacy tech) doesn’t like to put dates on things for two reasons. One, they don’t have any sense of organization and structure, so for some reason, even paperwork and faxes aren’t dated. Two, they don’t like the idea of, say, throwing away compounded medications that are older than 90 days because it would mean a blatant monetary loss. I come from a sterile/nonsterile compounding background, and I know the risks it carries as far as patient safety.

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Cold Plate, Warm Heart

I eat cold food. Leftovers from the fridge? I don’t give 2/3rds of a f*ck.

It’s not worth the time and effort to put it in the microwave (which is almost no effort at all, that’s how little cold food bothers me)…food isn’t THAT much better when it’s hot to make me fire up the ol’ radiation cube and heat it up.

Theatrical Terminology

I always call movies “shows” because when you go to the “show,” you’re going to the theater to watch a movie. It drives my husband nuts, especially because my kids now say, “Can we watch that show ‘Labyrinth’?” On a different subject, I love the show Labyrinth. And my username doesn’t check out. Haha, it’s for all of you “movies” people.

Egg-ceptional Baking

When baking, I start with the eggs first, then add vanilla, sugars, etc. The last thing I add is the flour. My mom taught me this after she ran out of ingredients after an egg.

I know you’re supposed to do dry & liquid separate, then mix together & often times eggs are supposed to be dead last. But I always do it this way & no one has yet to complain.

People ask for my cookie recipe. I give it to them. Then they accuse me of sabotaging it. I’m not! I just do it in a different order. It tastes better!

The Reverse Mouse Maestro

I use the computer mouse the wrong way

When my family first got a computer way back in the late 80’s, my dad had a 50/50 chance to get it right. Guess what way he got it. Take a wild guess.

Now when I move the mouse down on the table, the cursor goes up. Left goes right. Really amusing when someone sits down at the computer I was just using & you can see the confusion on their face about the mouse position.

Sleep’s Archenemy

Going to bed late. It’s so stupid. It ruins the whole next day, and most of the time, I’m pretty good at getting to bed on time, but sometimes when I have a lot to do like this week, I get trapped in a loop of staying up late, being unable to get anything done the next day, and staying up late to finish what I needed to do.

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Pack-a-Month Philosophy

Oh man, I love cigarettes. I mean, I LOVE them. The taste, the way it feels in my mouth and throat. The way it feels even in my lungs as it gets absorbed. Then the way it hits my head, and everything is just peace and love. I LOVE CIGARETTES. I limit myself to a pack a month. I keep them in my car instead of my purse, and that helps. The next day or two after smoking, even just one cigarette, I feel like death. I HATE the way it makes mucous come up and choke my throat when I am running. It is awful for me and makes me feel totally awful… but, I still love them.

Everything is in moderation.

I smoke a pack a month at MOST. I am not addicted. I do not just love them because of cravings or some tobacco conspiracy. I love the way they smell, taste, and make me feel. I don’t need help. I know in large quantities that they are bad for me, but I think that my mental health benefits from “cheat” days. I cheat on my diet a few times a month. I cheat and have cigarettes a few times a month… the most I have smoked in a month in YEARS is a pack. Stop telling me how bad they are!

Interviews Won, Chaos Embraced

I’ve been with the same company since 2004 and earned some promotions and role transfers. The thing is, the company’s core culture is rooted in disorganization and lack of communication. “Scramble and fix” is rewarded more than “Plan and prevent.” This is very, very frustrating to somebody who is naturally good at seeing risk.

I’ve interviewed with a few other companies over the years and made it to the final interview during most of those efforts, but never managed to “win.”

About 2 years ago, my family and I moved away from the company’s main location, and I work from home full-time, now. Although I am still unhappy with the company, I kinda feel like I won a personal lottery; I get to see my kid off to school every morning, and I’m home for her every afternoon. Not having to spend thousands every year on a commuter rail ticket was like getting a nice raise.

I don’t see myself leaving anytime soon…

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Standards Take a Backseat

I’m not proud of the fact that I now inflate my students’ grades. I’m just so tired of getting in trouble with administrators that Special Suzy Snowflake deserves a grade based on the fact her parents are loudmouths. I tried for years to be honest and have standards. My principal also used to try to have standards, but when parents literally have the superintendent’s cell phone on speed dial, it makes it hard.

Teachers are now expected (in my district) to give the grade the students’ parents expect, not what they’ve earned. It just became a fight I couldn’t win, and I was burning myself out and no use to any of my students. So I chose to focus on what I could do, be there for the students, and get whatever growth I could out of them.

Pour Decisions

Drink every night.

I don’t get blackout drunk or hungover (often), but I do sometimes have difficulty remembering things from the night before, like did I eat dinner last night? How obnoxious was I in my online interactions? How much money did I blow on shots at the bar when I was out with my wife and our friends? etc.

It all started when I was 13 or 14. My “friend” at the time, who was a bully, basically forced me (peer pressure is a b*tch) to drink a 40 oz bottle of Old English 800, It was the most disgusting brew I had ever tasted, and it took me a long time to finish. By the end of it, I was sh*tfaced drunk and felt like I could take on the world. Who needs enemies when you have friends like that, right?

It probably doesn’t help that my father and mother were also alcoholics their entire lives.

Every day I wake up and tell myself I am going to take the day off from drinking today. Not because I feel like sh*t, but most days, I feel fine, albeit a little congested. But because I really want to stop, for health reasons more than anything.

But by the end of the day after work, there I am at the liquor store buying another 6 packs of some high abv (8% and up) IPA or what have you. I’m not proud of it. I know what I am. I’m an alcoholic. A functional alcoholic, but an alcoholic all the same.

The struggle is real people.

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The No-Call Rebellion

Refuse to call my grandfather.

He drunkenly goes off on racist rants against my mom (asian american) and talks badly against anyone who isn’t white. Then has the balls to complain that “no one ever calls or visits him”

My friends and even Mom give me crap about not calling him, but I just feel like he deserves to be alone and live in his self-inflicted misery.

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Living Large, Slouching Larger

I am 6’7″ and slouch like there is no tomorrow, mostly because I am still taller than most people even when I slouch. Like a bear, when I feel threatened, I stand up straight to make myself seem larger and more intimidating.

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The Weight-loss Waltz

Binge eat. I’m trying to lose weight very hard, and I’ve managed to cut out soda and only drink water 99% of the time for the past 8 or 9 months. But I keep falling off the wagon where food is concerned.

I’m 50 lbs down so far, but if I had maintained my deficit for the entire time, I’d probably be down over 100 by now. I feel like a failure.

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Level Up in Laziness

Playing video games. Deep down, I know I can be doing something more important, but nah. Playing games brings out my aggressive and brain-dead alter-ego when real-life people talk to me while I’m immersed in this virtual reality, but I continue to play because killing people or completing quests makes me feel like I did something of value. Then I feel bad for not doing the productive thing after spending hours on video games. It feels good and bad at the same time.

Perfectly Tardy

Get ready for work later and later. I get in 10 minutes late every single day. On rare days 12-15. But I do typically stay 10 – 30 late because I’m in IT, and after 5 is when I can do stuff, and its better to test on-site.

Meat, Guilt, and Carb Craving

Eat Meat.

It is not that I think eating meat is wrong. It is the cycle of life. I am not about to go yell at the lion for eating a zebra.

But I believe life is sacred, and if we are going to kill and eat an animal, it should be done with respect for their life and done without cruelty.

But the way we treat the animals we eat is pure evil. There is so much evidence to show how smart and amazing they are. And yet we treat them in the most horrible way before they are killed. If most people imagined something like dogs or cats in that same way, they would be outraged. 🙁

Not to mention what it does to the environment.

Yet I eat meat. I hate myself for it, though. I am not a huge meat eater. I am a weirdo and don’t like steak, pork chops, ham, or any fish. But chicken and bacon, d*mn you! I’ve tried so many times to go vegetarian. I am just the pickiest eater and found myself carb loading & eating unhealthy. I just do not have the willpower or control.

I feel very much like a horrible person 🙁

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Ex Marks the Spot

Check my ex’s social media. Almost like I’m waiting to be disappointed when she posts a picture with a new boyfriend. It’s been over a year since the breakup. I blocked her, have been with other girls, and unblocked her because I thought I could handle it, and I could.

I can look at it without getting all sad and depressed like before. But, I know that’s all going to crash and burn when she posts a picture with another guy, which is why I ended up blocking her before. I can even have casual conversations with her when I do see her in person and be normal. It’s a terrible situation to be in because as much as I do want to date her again because the breakup was over issues, I’m too scared to actually be straight up with her right now with what I have going on in my life. I don’t want to put her through the same stuff as I did when we dated, and part of me thinks that I’ll do it unconsciously if we end up back together anytime soon.

Metaphor Mishmash

I say, “We’ll burn that bridge when we get to it”. Nice mixing of metaphors (cross that bridge/burn your bridges). It has mouth appeal and makes only about 25% of the folks listening go, “what did you say”?

Snacking Outside the Bowl

Instead of pouring my microwave popcorn out of the bag and into a bowl, I cut off the side of the bag.

This way, I can put my hand in the bag without getting a buttery mess, but also, I don’t have to dirty a bowl.

Yoga Undercover

Wear yoga pants under my jeans. Guys aren’t supposed to wear yoga pants. Don’t care. I want something under my jeans on a cold day.

Hydro Heroics

I worked at a dialysis clinic, and one of the TVs wasn’t working properly. It would randomly turn off, and you could barely see the screen. It had been looked at around 3 times, but we kept getting told that there was nothing wrong with it. These poor people have to sit there for 4 hours, and since they wouldn’t replace it, one night while closing, I dumped a cup of water into the back of the TV. The TV was replaced.

Preposition Precision

I like to think I’ve got pretty decent grammar skills, but I consciously end sentences with prepositions all the time. From formal emails to executives at my company to sh*tposting on Reddit, you can bet I’ll find a preposition to end a sentence with.

Efficiency Evasion

I can at least accomplish the goals that I set each day, but not efficiently.

For if I say, “I’m gonna finish my entire lab report on Monday night,” and I get home at around 7 pm, I’ll find some way to fool around til about midnight, then take 2-3 hours to do a report (with Reddit breaks) that could otherwise have taken me an hour if I worked diligently.

It’s weird. Rationally, I know that if I went the 2nd route, I’d be done by ~8 pm, and I’d have time to relax, then go to bed at a decent hour and have more energy the next day.

Instead, I screw around, do my work inefficiently, then finish really late, causing me to feel really tired the next day.

How do I fix this? I know what to do, but I never do it.

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Savings vs. Satisfaction

Spending money on things I want but don’t necessarily need. Collectibles, cool gadgets, video games… On the one hand, life is short, and I enjoy these things, but on the other hand, I know it’s wise to save my money.

Positivity on the Rocks

I pretty much dislike everyone and everything. I try to be positive, but I keep slipping into realizing that most people seem stupid and self-centered, and what is popular tends to be predictable, trite, and repetitive. The few things that aren’t are saturated across creation, so by the time they’ve run their course, they aren’t fun anymore. I know being full of resentment toward the human race isn’t healthy, but I can’t change how I feel.