When you’re 21, 16 doesn’t feel that far away.  When you’re 31, 16 feels like a lifetime ago.  A few memories stick out to me throughout my high school experience that leave me shaking my head.

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Being a hotel manager – When I was in 9th grade I had a guidance counselor named Ms. Young who was actually old.  When she asked me what I liked for some inexplicable reason I told her that I thought managing a hotel was a cool idea.  Oddly specific but she ran with it.  Every subsequent time I saw her she’d ask me if I wanted to learn how to manage a hotel.  I can’t even explain where the idea came from let alone my fascination with it.  I have a feeling it may have been her dream and she projected it on me.

Perfect attendance –  Sam wrote about sick days and I kind of can’t believe I never missed a day of school.  I didn’t get sick enough to the point of ever missing it.  If I was applying to college nowadays I’d talk that up to ridiculous proportions.  You looking for someone who will always be there?  Shit, I didn’t miss a day of school for 13 years.  That’s dedication…Or being an idiot.

Learners and non-learners – My 12th grade English class had one of the most bizarre teacher student interactions that I can remember.  The teacher decided that there were some students in the class who didn’t want to learn.  She told us to separate the class between non-learners and learners.  3 of us (Phil, Seidmon, and myself) sat in the very back of the class and didn’t do shit for every single class.  We would play TI-83 games or go to sleep while the class learned about stupid shit.  I ended up getting an A in the class.  I’m actually pretty proud of myself for not being a conformist idiot and still working the system effectively.  Granted I had already been accepted to college and the class meant nothing to me.

This was about 10 days of growing out my facial hair. Towards the last couple days I started feeling different with the beard. It’s like it was still me but the people talking to me were talking to bearded me. I got a few compliments but I’m fairly certain most people were indifferent. What do you think?

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…and I’m still at work.

Today was a complete catch up day after being out of the office for 4 days.  It was non stop from 8am until the end of the day.  I’m not even sure where to begin.

Typical Vacation Day:

7am – Wake up feeling great.  Run to Wawa to grab some coffee and pineapple.
7:30 – Mom makes me eggs and bacon while I peruse the papers JC bought.
8:00 – Scan Rotoworld, Fantasy Pros, and make sure all my fantasy and DraftKings teams are up to date.
8:30 – Read whatever book I feel like reading while listening to whatever music I feel like listening to.
10:00 – Hang out by the pool, swim laps, play rummy, general relaxation.
11:00 – Go for a run.
12:00 – Eat lunch.
1:00 – Relax on the beach.
2:00 – Play golf.
6:00 – Eat dinner.
7:00 – Watch TV, drink beer, and play games until I get tired and want to go to sleep.

I did this for 5 straight days. I enjoyed myself each and every day.

My Work Day Today
7:45 – Wake up feeling pissed off that I know today is going to be a nonstop work day.
8:00 – Listen to 30 messages on the answering machine.
8:15 – Process all of the orders that came in over the break.
9:00 – Ship out all of the orders.
12:00 – Respond to all people who desperately needed the product yesterday.
1:00 – Pay bills that pile up over the week.
2:00 – Invoice.
3:00 – Create PO’s for items that were depleted.
4:00 – Update cash sheet with current position.
5:00 – Cry.

I don’t think there was 1 minute of today that I could say I actually enjoyed. Sure I feel refreshed but the only part I keep going back to is how much I was enjoying doing whatever I damn well pleased.  I didn’t even get to read Evan Silva’s matchups which is pretty much a top 5 part of my week.  I will hopefully add an in depth football preview tonight.  But just in case, here you go Rob Kelly.