My empty lunch bag and other disappointments

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!!