Thursday, January 26, 2006
Symbolism
An episode darkly emblematic of my existence:
I arrived home from work tonight at about 11:30 (I left at 7:45) to find my mailbox stuffed full of mail (a normal day brings but a credit card ad or two). Excitement! Could it be? Good news from grad school? A present? No. A Pepco bill, a Comcast bill, and three offers to extend my credit line. Le sigh.
As I carry my disappointing haul down to my door, in my entryway I see something even more promising: a white box! I didn't order anything...an unexpected present? Denied again: an empty JumboSlice box.
Is this a pathetic end to my day, or am I just over stressed?
I arrived home from work tonight at about 11:30 (I left at 7:45) to find my mailbox stuffed full of mail (a normal day brings but a credit card ad or two). Excitement! Could it be? Good news from grad school? A present? No. A Pepco bill, a Comcast bill, and three offers to extend my credit line. Le sigh.
As I carry my disappointing haul down to my door, in my entryway I see something even more promising: a white box! I didn't order anything...an unexpected present? Denied again: an empty JumboSlice box.
Is this a pathetic end to my day, or am I just over stressed?
