The Death of Cool
I was digging through the office supply closet looking for those extra large, lined Post-it notes, on which I could jot down brilliant thoughts about upcoming trade shows and ad placement for 2008, when I happened upon said notepads in a 12 pack. Before I knew what was happening I heard this come out of my very own mouth: “YES!”
I was actually so excited to find a 12-pack of those extra large, lined Post-it notes (multi-colored, not just yellow) that I exclaimed out loud. Loud enough that people in another room could (although they probably didn’t) hear me. I even pumped my left fist into the air. For reals.
I can’t remember the last time something excited me so much that I actually exclaimed out loud and simultaneously pumped my fist.
Even sadder.
I was actually so excited to find a 12-pack of those extra large, lined Post-it notes (multi-colored, not just yellow) that I exclaimed out loud. Loud enough that people in another room could (although they probably didn’t) hear me. I even pumped my left fist into the air. For reals.
I can’t remember the last time something excited me so much that I actually exclaimed out loud and simultaneously pumped my fist.
Even sadder.
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