No complaining...

Today when I got in the car I heard half of the New Translation of the Bible on the Christian Radio Station.
It was saying something about not complaining about things...

So only hearing half I set out to do it all, no complaining sounds interesting and easy enough... considering that I live in America. No one complains here, right? Sarcasm - you decide.

Well for the first half of my day didn't have me to worried, even though I had to go to work this morning I thought I would be working alone in the dept. I work. Well I got there and they wanted me to do another area instead of what I originally was told I would be doing. Did I complain...
NO, not a problema (that's spanish for problem) at all.

Well later that day someone asked me to get them something even though I was doing something... did I complain, sad to say I did... even though I was mainly joking, I still gave a little too much to it.

Then when I got off I was really wanted some ice cream in the form of a milkshake, so I went to McD's. Waited in line for like forever in my car b/c I really didn't feel like getting out and finding a place. I got up to the speaker and waited then the guy came on the speaker and a less than enthusiastic voice, he said, Order when Ready. Well one Large Milkshake Please. He said $1.08... which confused me, but I just thanked him and proceeded to the window. I got there and paid my money and then went to the next window and got my beverage... began to drive off. Should have known something was up...

Got a Sweet Tea... didn't know that sweet tea sounds like milkshake... and/or sweet tea is a milk shake in Hawaii or something. ONE - he didn't even ask me if I wanted a sweet tea or an unsweet one so even then I feel like bad customer service. But TWO - that's complaining again so I'll have to prematurely stop this blog. But not before a smiley face... 8p

I need to learn TIME MANAGEMENT

The title should be easy for me... I'm a business major, I study business and management is my concentration! ^_^

I will start blogging more and making time for the other things in my life as well. Or at least make greater endeavors to accomplish this. So until next time...

Your Friend,

Johnny

What happened at school today little Johnny

Today has definitely been a wild day.
Okay, I won’t comment on this statement, besides the fact that things have not, I repeat not gone the way I have plan. Of course, what I am about to focus on, is what happened to me today and it isn’t exactly the kind of thing that I think I plan to happen to me in a day of my life anyway.
So I’m getting out of Class it’s about 2:05 or something… we got out early. YAY! I’m standing in the lobby talking to a fellow classmate from the class we just got out of. He asks me when the next classes start, I reply that I’m unsure. We then begin to talk about something related, but not entirely related… other classes. Then he proceeds to ask to see my book. I give it to him and as he is looking through it, I notice through the glass windows of the building, a guy also in that same class previously mentioned walking by. So I tell the guy with my book to hold on to it and I’ll be right back and then I head out the door.
Before I can continue my story we need to go back…
BACKGROUND INFO.
About 2 weeks ago, I was waiting after class to talk to my professor and give him an update on my individual project that I’m doing. As I was waiting a guy from my class came up and started talking to me asking me where I knew him from. I didn’t know where he named places and none of them matched up. So, I wanted to figure it out!!!
FAST-FORWARD back to where we were

So I tell the guy with my book hold on to it and I’ll be right back and then I head out the door. When I get out there I yell to the guy I don’t know, HEY. He hears me and stops we have a brief conversation and I get down to the bottom of the “I think I know you situation”. Again not the focus of this blog… ß (I almost to the focus, just give me a little more time)
Well as I’m heading back towards the building a white car stops in front of me. A man is driving the car and a woman is in the passenger seat, quite a beautiful woman might I add. So…both look like students and wouldn't be surprised if they were.

If it was a play the following is kinda how it went...

GIRL: Hey.
(and when a nice looking girl says, "Hey" you most likely got a guys attention).
[So she says something and I don't really hear her and I'm like huh ]
**GIRL climbs over into the back seat.**

GIRL: Get in.

ME: Where are we going?

GIRL:Well do you want to do it here(Maybe what she said the first time and I didn't hear her[OH moment])?

ME: huh...

GUY: (begins to chime in) Where is your car we can take you to it, we can do it there.
**he throws a small amount of money on the seat(which of course is my assumption being that the bigger bills are usually on the outside and I saw Mr. Lincoln).

ME: (So poor gullible Johnny realizes what this is) Oh, I'm not the guy your looking for and continued my walk to the building.
**Weird and that was the focus and that's all I'm going to say about this GOOD DAY!!**

END SCENE

I forgot to comment on what I was wearing...
It was my red shirt polo and some blue jeans.

I guess Nancy Regan got to me.

My promised blog

Well today I made a promise and I intend to keep it.




I bought a parfait today, didn't have time to eat it, brought it to class instead of leaving it in the hot car and didn't have “what it takes to eat it during class.”



Well one girl, Jessica, was disappointed that I didn't eat it in class and wanted me to write a blog about it when I did eat it to give her an idea of what it tasted like to see if she would like to purchase one in the future.



What I can get for 2.09:



I detached the cone top of the sweet and creamy delight. As I gazed upon this beautiful spectacle I could only wonder if I were truly ready. Before I knew it the enticing aroma of vanilla pudding and whip cream with crushed cookie drizzled on the top called out my name. Oh, neither I nor any man could've resisted the Siren's song. I stuck my spoon through the perfectly spiral mountain of whip cream and into the rich filling, I could only wonder what I did to deserve such an appealing and well decorative creation. And when I took my first taste the flavors of vanilla bean, cookie bits, and fluffy whipped cream dance on my tongue. It was as if it was a ballroom party and every taste bud got to dance with “The Bell of the Ball.”



By the time I realized that the glorious treat was half gone, I almost cried. But NO I wouldn't I had to be strong and carry-on to tell my story to the world, because the world would need to know how, when people said you get what you pay for, NO that was wrong you get what you pay for and SO much more, and when people say money is the root of all evil, NO for a small price (of money), it can do so much GOOD, or when people say nothing in life is free, WELL technically they are right, but when they say it won't cost you much... YES they are right because it didn't, unless your flat broke or have no disposable income to spend on such luxuries at this time, or when they say Show me the money, I think well I think a lot of things, but they don't pertain to how good the parfait is so I won't mention them...



And after consuming this delicacy (I'm sure it is in some countries and should be if it's like I have described), I recall saying, hmmmm pretty good.