First off I would like to thank all of you for such a warm welcome!
Today I was a victim yet again of someone imitating me. Whoever said "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery," was a little off. While I admit that once or twice is definitely flattering, by the umpteenth time it loses that aspect and becomes seriously annoying. Everyone wants to be unique in some way, whether it be through dress or hobbies, they just want to stand out in a crowd. Now if someone continually takes that individualism away from you, it begins not to be flattery and turns into a form of anger, and that was the outcome of today's situation.
Okay I am done venting now, so I will talk about my evening at the local drag strip where I "volunteer". Well, today I was up in the tower running the computer. It was the first time that I had to to do that, and I will say that it was pretty fun. I thought that I would hate it, because I am not close to the cars, that I love so much. The hardest part about working at the track is that I always want to be the one going down the track, but I have learned to live through the other drivers.
P.S. She drives me crazy...ooooo...ooo
Today I was a victim yet again of someone imitating me. Whoever said "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery," was a little off. While I admit that once or twice is definitely flattering, by the umpteenth time it loses that aspect and becomes seriously annoying. Everyone wants to be unique in some way, whether it be through dress or hobbies, they just want to stand out in a crowd. Now if someone continually takes that individualism away from you, it begins not to be flattery and turns into a form of anger, and that was the outcome of today's situation.
Okay I am done venting now, so I will talk about my evening at the local drag strip where I "volunteer". Well, today I was up in the tower running the computer. It was the first time that I had to to do that, and I will say that it was pretty fun. I thought that I would hate it, because I am not close to the cars, that I love so much. The hardest part about working at the track is that I always want to be the one going down the track, but I have learned to live through the other drivers.
P.S. She drives me crazy...ooooo...ooo
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My cars have always responded better when I encourage them with some soothing, "You can do it, baby"s.