I am working the Chardin front desk, and all of a sudden I get really hungry. So I pull out my wallet to see if I have enough spare change to buy a .90 cent bag of pretzels from the machine. I am .15 cents short and soon become discouraged. Just my luck. Just as things have been going lately. I feel like I have just been a little short of a lot of things in my life. Having not given up hope quite yet, I decide to scour the surrounding area for any change on the floor. After 10 minutes I find a quarter peeking out from beneath one of the machines. YES!
Totally my luck; the last couple months of great and not so great. This interesting back and forth of good and bad. As soon as I feel ontop of the world knowing I gained an extra .10 cents from my find, I decide to begin feeding the quarter into the vending machine. Clunk. The machine takes the quarter. I follow that quarter with the other I had recenetly found. Ching. The quarter falls helplessly to the return change part of the machine. I try a second time. Then a third. After my fourth try I give up and press the button to ask for my first quarter back. No such luck.
Such is life. A relentless back and forth of things that have been better than I could have imagined and things I wish I didn't have to deal with.
I'm burnt out.
NYC COUNTDOWN: 32
Sunday, May 11, 2008
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