Thursday, August 9, 2012

Being T-Rayn

(So me and my friend Bo Twhuangles, author of matthewtwhuang.com made the decision to each start a blogging segment where each of us blog a day in the life type post of the same person, which will be agreed upon prior to starting the blog post.  These posts will be titled "Being _____", like "Being John Malcovich."  Our first victim is our mutual friend, T-Rayn.  We will try to keep people as anonymous as possible, but we'll see. I am listening to R.E.M. as I write this post)

A Familiar Look

"Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People, people
Throw your love around
Love me, love me
Take it into town
Happy, happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine"


Ahhhhh the alarm clock, time to get to work, oh man.  Oh well, what a great song to wake up to.  And I'm in a good mood, as last night was quite a Mad Monday, with great beer and the quietest drinking anyone can imagine.  I get out of bed and head to my kitchen for a delicious cup of Old Crown coffee and stare at the photos of my two favorite girls on the mantle above my fireplace...awkwardly as can be...all by myself.

Everyday, give yourself a present.  It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen.

Oh man, look at the time, time to head to RayRay to spend yet another day with the great people of B2.  I grab my favorite green jacket and swish my way down to my Mazda 6, the best car.  I immediately notice that my gas tank is a bit low and I should stop on the way to work to fill up.  However, I immediately remember, there is no BP gas station on the way!  I must drive out of my way to get only the best gas, what my car craves.  I won't make it into work until 9AM, but, really, who cares?   I fill up, and my car squirts out of happiness from receiving delicous BP gas.

Everyday, give your car a present. It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen.

Finally, I'm on the way to work.  On the way, I see a sign saying "Welcome to the City of Fort Wayne."  I just grin and shake my head.  This isn't a "real city," a "real city" has at least 19 million people.  *Sigh*.  When I finally make it into work, I realize that I need some refueling myself.  I head up to the cafeteria to grab a quick bite to eat before work.  Oh wow, PANCAKES, those sound delicious!  But do the have real maple syrup, of course not, it's the RayRay cafe.  Oh well, I'll just grab a breakfast sandwich and a cup of tea.  I head back to my desk, and eat my breakfast.  The entire time, I wish the the sandwich was a plate of pancakes with real maple syrup and the cup of tea was a nice glass of Johnny Walker Black Label scotch on the rocks. 

Everyday, give yourself a present. It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen, even if it's not exactly what you want.

After breakfast, I decide to get to work, for I have some crazy enforcing to do, while my cube neighbor Scotty Schwarz does some vacuuming.  But, before I enforce, I must send everybody a message over chat, displaying a picture of their hometown city with "Good Morning, (home state)" written across the top.  DONE!

Everyday, give your great coworkers a present. It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen.  It will make their morning, (Well, maybe)

Now, where was I?  Oh yeah, working.

*Hours pass, work, enforce, chat*

Suddenly, I realize, it's 12:15, time to get lunch with all my friends.  I head to the cafeteria, and everything kinda sucks.  So I grab 2.0 and we head out to Chipotle, the empire that I am the mayor of (on Foursquare).  I enjoy a great barbacoa beef burrito, inside, where it's not too windy, or too hot, or too sunny, or too loud.  "Half hour" lunch.

Everyday, give yourself a present. It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen, even if you have to blow off your friends in the caf.

*Hours pass, work, enforce, chat*

(Oh no, I'm beginning to crave the deliciousness that is a craft beer, from my favorite bar, The Dash-In)

*Hours pass, work, enforce, chat*

5:30PM! Work Done!  I put my green jacket back on and swish my way back to my ol' Mazda.  Back in my apartment, I realize that I still do not have internet in my apartment.  So I spend the next 15 minutes on the phone with Comcast, getting my internet to work.  It goes incredibly smooth and I am free to use the internet however I like.  So, I get on skype and talk with my girl, "Mrs. T-Rayn" (AKA The Mrs.)  However, I tell my friends that I am still on the phone with Comcast. 

Everyday, give yourself a present. It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen, even when you have to lie to get what you want.

Would you look at the time!  It's 10pm! Wow, time flies when you're talking with the Mrs.  Leeroy, Scott, and Twhuangski have been at The Dash since 8. I throw on my ND game day T-shirt, my ol' pumas and head downtown. Awesome, now I can get what I really wanted, a Red's Rye. 

I take a sip, then a full drink, then I just take the rest.  Oh yeah, I'll have another.

Ahhhhhhhhh, yeah this is all I really wanted, all I needed, and definitely what I deserved.  What a great way to end the day.

Everyday, give yourself a present. It doesn't matter what it is, don't plan it, just let it happen.

Goodnight Mrs, goodnight friends, goodnight Cathy (of course).

(Enjoy T-Ray, T-Ray's family, Friends)

Check here for Matthew TW Huang's take on "Being T-Rayn"

Goodnight Cathy (from me now).



No comments:

Post a Comment