A Day In The Life Of A Peanut Butter Cup

Ok, I know I just made a post yesterday, but I forgot to tell a story I was meaning to put in, plus I got another story today. So this is a complete story post, for your interest. All goes back to my Nuetrality Theory, that one day of absolute suckage must be balanced by an equal and opposite day of Awesome.

Daily Life 1:
Ok, so flashback to Wednesday the 22nd, I've finished my morning classes at MCC, and I go into the corner and pull out my juggling equipment as I usually do and hang out for a little while. I haven't eaten at all that day, I didn't have anything for breakfast, so after about a half-hour, I'm hungry as hell, so I run across the hall to the cafeteria to grab myself a cheese-steak. As fate would have it, I see Craig T. there, who I haven't seen in a while and he doesn't have any classes or anything. So we get to the cafeteria and they're out of cheese-steaks so i grab a meatball sub and less than 20 seconds after I sit down to eat it, the fire alarm goes off. I'm thinking, "I am not getting up. Until I'm on fire, I am going to sit here and eat, and Craig felt pretty much the same way about his fries, but the nice police man showed us out the door, subs in hand.

Now, I'm going into what actually happened with the fire alarm and what I did NOT see. So, apparently, as soon as I left the corner, a group of kids came in with a football and started playing a game there (yes, inside. The corner is pretty big). Apparently, there was a missed catch and the ball bounced into the fire alarm down in the hallway, setting it off. So then everyone left the corner, my stuff still laying there where I had put it. So, as the alarm had been physically pulled, it lasted about 20 minutes and the fire dept actually came to the building. Apparently, the staff realized that the football was the cause of the alarm, and thus they confiscated EVERY LOOSE OBJECT IN THE CORNER, INCLUDING MY EQUIPMENT (worth a grand total of about $170.00 worth. I later found out from the other people IN THE CORNER, that the staff really didn't like any kind of sports being played indoors, and they happened to include juggling in that group. Finally, some non-jugglers who think juggling can be a sport and they use it to my disadvantage. The thing is, they never directly, or even INDIRECTLY told ANY of the residents of the corner, including myself, that they didn't want us playing sports or anything else of the like, nor did we see that anywhere in any set of rules. They just decided to take my stuff and THEN have someone ELSE tell me afterwards. I hate authority.

So jump from there to me coming back in after the alarm, having finished my sub, expecting to head back into the corner and continue juggling where I left off, only to find my stuff was gone and a janitor was sweeping the corner floor. He tells me and a few others who's things were gone to head down to the police station on campus (the OPPOSITE CORNER of the campus) and reclaim the confiscated items. I was the lucky one of the three, I got my stuff back, but the other two's things weren't there. SO I got out of that, and NOW to try and drive physical activity and people in general from the corner, they've removed all of the furniture for the 3rd time. So everyone's going to bring in folding chairs and stuff for the next few days to send them a message.


Daily Life 2:
Ok, today (11/27) was awesome. First awesome thing to happen was the launch of this new blog. Speaks for itself. The next awesome thing to happen was that my business cards finally arrived! They look AWESOME. Here's a link to a pic at the bottom of the post. Third piece of random awesomeness was my 8 catch run of six balls I made during my 2 hour break between classes. Four was finally revamping the podcast page of MX, which I've been meaning to do for a while. Five was my last class letting out early. Six was the food today at the Hess Express where I stop for dinner, simply magnificent.



Seven was also at the Hess station where I was doing some quick ring practice next to my truck before running off, and some lady coming up to me with a request. So it was her daughter's fifth birthday, and they had to stop to get gas and a few other things in the store, and she asked me if I could juggle for her for a few minutes as a birthday present. Being the real nice guy that I am, I say "sure". So I just do a quick improvised 3 ring routine, and they liked it, she didn't need to tell them to clap or say thanks. So her husband came back out and so I gave them one of my new business cards, bidder her a happy birthday, and then they left, giving me probably one of the best feelings I've had in a long time. Pride and Joy. Haven't felt that in a long time. Felt good. It's moments like that that make the years I've spent on juggling just all the more worthwhile. I really hope they do contact me back, her son's birthday is coming up around New Years Eve, so that'd be great.

I'll end on that high note. Call me an emo, call me whatever you want, I feel good after a day ending like that...

A Day In The Life Of A Peanut Butter Cup ~ Reeses2150