I remember as a kid thinking how different things would be as an adult. There were so many things I wouldn’t have to worry about any more. To my surprise I quickly learned that all the kids stuff that bugged is really only exacerbated (yep, I just used an awesome word) as an adult. Wow, was I wrong. This was confirmed again yesterday when I went to get my little lunch of leftover pasta & fruit out of the fridge, only to find an empty lunch bag with just a napkin left. (apparently the thief didn’t care to have clean fingers) My sack lunch disappeared a few times in second grade I think, but I’ve lost way more lunches in breakroom refrigerators as an adult.
Apparently this struck a cord, because I posted this little event on my FB status and got quite a few insightful, and often funny, comments. (typically when I post status updates I’m pretty sure only my mom could care)
So it got me thinking about other things I hoped would change as I got to the really old age that I’m at now.
- HOPE: there won’t be any more cliques . . . . REALITY: the importance of social circles in corporate life would even stun teenage girls
- HOPE: there won’t be any more homework . . . . REALITY: then I got a job
- HOPE: it won’t matter who I eat lunch with . . . . REALITY: I just finished reading a scholarly article about how important it is to eat with the right people
- HOPE: short guys won’t get pushed around at recess . . . . REALITY: have you ever played basketball with out of shape guys in their 30s & 40s?
- HOPE: happiness won’t revolve around popularity . . . . REALITY: see entertainment and politics
- HOPE: punks won’t steal my lunch . . . . REALITY: yesterday
Anyway, I could go on and on, but you get the idea.
So to the guy (making a gender assumption here) who stole my pasta – I’m totally gonna take you down in tether ball at recess!!