Not Doing Stuff
Apr. 30th, 2006 05:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I tried to go to the extremely grand opening of the art museum I wrote about earlier, but I missed the first couple of hours having a lovely dinner with an old friend visiting from out of town with his girlfriend.
When I got there, there was a line. A friend from ballroom dancing was just leaving with someone he had been dancing Argentine tango with for the last hour. He said they weren't letting new people in until other people left.
I got to the line, and it looked a bit long. So I started walking. It went all the way to the end of the very big building. Then it continued down the sidewalk, turned right and went down the next side of the building. All the way down it. And past it. And turned again. And kept going and going. And petered out near the end of the third wall of the building.
I thought to myself that I could wait in line for two hours, all the while missing more of my favorite activities. And then when I finally got in, I would know that every minute I spent in there was a minute that someone else was being held outside. That's not my idea of a good time.
Then I got angry. What's the point of living someplace where cool things happen if you can't actually do the things because they are too crowded?
Normally I escape this problem by doing things that other people don't want to do, like eat dinner at restaurants at 6:00 instead of 9:00, see movies during the day instead of Friday or Saturday night, and go on vacation in November. But the only way to escape it with the art museum thing would have been to get there early and hog the place to myself or to return later when they aren't having any fun activities, but just art. Bleh, who likes art?
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Here's a new diet plan. Buy only foods that are good for you. Then never be in the mood to eat them.
Here's another diet plan. Buy only foods that require cooking. Then never be in the mood to cook.
I'm not even going to talk about sharing the kitchen with moths.
Warning: These diet plans may backfire if you have easy access to fast food.
When I got there, there was a line. A friend from ballroom dancing was just leaving with someone he had been dancing Argentine tango with for the last hour. He said they weren't letting new people in until other people left.
I got to the line, and it looked a bit long. So I started walking. It went all the way to the end of the very big building. Then it continued down the sidewalk, turned right and went down the next side of the building. All the way down it. And past it. And turned again. And kept going and going. And petered out near the end of the third wall of the building.
I thought to myself that I could wait in line for two hours, all the while missing more of my favorite activities. And then when I finally got in, I would know that every minute I spent in there was a minute that someone else was being held outside. That's not my idea of a good time.
Then I got angry. What's the point of living someplace where cool things happen if you can't actually do the things because they are too crowded?
Normally I escape this problem by doing things that other people don't want to do, like eat dinner at restaurants at 6:00 instead of 9:00, see movies during the day instead of Friday or Saturday night, and go on vacation in November. But the only way to escape it with the art museum thing would have been to get there early and hog the place to myself or to return later when they aren't having any fun activities, but just art. Bleh, who likes art?
**
Here's a new diet plan. Buy only foods that are good for you. Then never be in the mood to eat them.
Here's another diet plan. Buy only foods that require cooking. Then never be in the mood to cook.
I'm not even going to talk about sharing the kitchen with moths.
Warning: These diet plans may backfire if you have easy access to fast food.
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on 2006-04-30 05:06 pm (UTC)Haha. That one would work for me. ;)
November vacations
on 2006-05-13 06:57 pm (UTC)