snoozing, calculator, deer
It’s time for me to explain to the world, (or maybe just to my 3 friends who read this blog) my theory on the snooze button. There are plenty of people who get up when their alarm goes off. The first time. And they think hitting the snooze button is a waste of good sleeping time.
I like to think of waking up as a process. I relish the time that is neither sleeping time, nor up-and-about-time. (Maybe we could call it sleep purgatory?) I don’t like to rush into my day. My most relaxed time is on the weekends when I can sleep in AND lay in bed after I sleep in to think about life for awhile. During my snooze time during the week, I can’t say that I do very much thinking about life, but to me, it’s time I need before I’m ready to face the day. Ideally, I press the snooze button twice and get up on the third but sometimes I snooze three times and get up on the fourth. My ideal snooze is 7 minutes each.
I had a dream that I let my calculator drown. I was swimming with all these people and keeping the calculator above water and then somehow, it ended up going flying and I couldn’t save it before it sunk. We were in a harbor and I actually asked someone, “How deep do you think it is here?” as though I would be able to swim to the bottom to get it. I was deeply saddened by the loss of my calculator. Somehow, my cell phone was in my pocket, didn’t mind going for a swim, and worked fine after.
The other day, I was walking to the gym. It was dark out and I was getting ready to cross a major road where the speed limit is either 45 or 50mph (but people drive even faster). I always am very careful when I jaywalk and look both ways many times. I was walking on someone’s driveway to get ready to cross the street. I looked right, and then turned to look left and I was like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights. It appeared as though an SUV was coming right at me! Even though my mind knew all the angles were impossible for a collision, for a split second, I got very scared and my heart flew up into my throat before I realized the SUV was turning onto the street, and was not coming at me. I just happened to turn and look right when it appeared to be coming at me. I can’t remember the last time I was that scared.
posted by CollaterKal @ 4:15 PM
3 Comments:
I've grown up around, married(twice) and raised engineers -- all men. I read your blog because of the insight it gives me into the way they all think. The "fear of calculator drowning" is certainly a new neurosis for me! Thank you for making me laugh. Hard. Very very hard.
Thanks for the comment! Now I know that 4 people read my blog!
I can let the other 3 engineers who read this respond, but I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who has an unnatural attachment to my calculator, as described below.
My TI-83 has been a part of my life since I was 15. It's seen me through so many hard times (and even harder problems). For extra credit in high school, I even re-wrote the country song "How Do I Live" so that it was about my calculator. I've thought that I lost it many times, but it always resurfaces. Where I used to program, integrate, and graph the hell out of any equation I could get my hands on, I mostly use it now for simple arithmetic. It's really a terrific calculator.
Dude, colleen I am an ex-engineer working in the consultant world and i still have my trusty TI-85. When i need to do a simple math problem i bust out the big guns and people in the office say "have you actually used more then 10 of the 40 buttons on your calculator?" My response, "every single on one and i've even used most of the 2nd functions on them also!"
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