Maybe this phenomenon is unique to places I have worked, but I’ve noticed a trend in marketing that leads me to believe that marketers are the flakiest people in the universe.
This may only hold ture as a stereotype, that is, there may be flakier individual people out there from other fields. But on the whole, marketers are extremely flaky.
Well, I’ve mostly recovered from my illness. It’s just a little achiness here and there. And waking up with a nose full of dried snot, which, strangely enough, always results in my drooling all over my pillow.
But enough of that grotesque business. I was ruminating last night after I changed out of my work clothes and into some sweat pants. It turns out that a tight pair of underwear can seriously impare a man’s ability to think straight, and mine were not only tight but twisted all up.
I followed him down the hallway and around the corner, treading quietly on the burgundy hotel carpet. He waved me up to a room service cart that a hotel guest had left parked in the hall. Lifting the lid on one of the entrees, he pulled out a half-eaten piece of beef and threw it toward me.
“Eat this, kid,” Master Gudha said. “It might be the last thing you eat for a few days.” I stuffed it in my mouth, my hunger and apprehension causing me to forget to chew. He hunched down on the other side of the cart and checked a piece of paper that was tucked in his shirt pocket.
I thought of a whole lot of things to write about over the weekend. My mom’s birthday was Sunday, and while we were sitting around eating cake she said that I should write more. I can’t remember what spawned it. Maybe I’ve had this site in the back of my mind everywhere I’ve gone for a while.
I think this sort of diary is therapeutic. I feel as if I’ve been less cranky than usual. And I’m a cranky, cranky person. Is it really a result of just writing these thoughts down? Maybe it would be even more therapeutic if I told all of those drivers on my way to work this morning what I thought of them. Nah.
So, no more than a day goes by after the site goes online than I come down with some kind of head cold. This is just no good. Since I was rather dizzy when I got out of bed this morning (which is usually the case when I’m coming down with something serious) I decided to call off work and stay home.
But I’m still sick. In fact, I wasn’t so bad about an hour ago, but I’m feeling not so great right now. I think I need to take some decongestants.