Hurry up, Carsies!

I had two job interviews today, neither of which I would be interested in taking. This may come as a surprise to those of you who I spoke with yesterday, being that I was completely stoked with the first, the animal center. I walked in, started sneezing and with watery eyes, met the supervisor. I sneezed throughout the entire interview as she explained I would have to work weekends and holidays, not be able to handle the animals that often, receive minor compensation in wages, and have a lot of angry people yell at me when I said they would not able to adopt one of our animals. The two things that bothered me with this job was the working of weekends/holidays and the apparent allergy-attack I was having in this woman's chair. I can handle dog fur/dander, but not cat. Cat dander does not suit me, as I'm sure it does not suit many others. So, forget that one!

After I had gotten home, I ran a few worthless errands with Josh. He needed to go to the post office and drop off some soccer balls and I sure had nothing to do so I opted for the drive. It kind of reminded me of when I was little and I was practically incompetent, I was strapped next to my mom's purse, going everywhere she went (the mall to get Orang-Julius, the bank, the grocery store, and anywhere else a mother of 8 goes). So there we were, child and parent going to the post office when I hear Josh hurry the passing cars along. "Hurry up carsies..." No anger, no prior discussion in baby-talk, nothing to prompt this remark. I didn't say anything at the time (Josh will probably read this and give me a crusty look when he realizes what I've done...), but I realized that I have a far larger impact on him than even he realizes. I might just be the most powerful person in the entire world. I have the ability to ingrain myself into people's subconscious, until eventually they are behaving exactly as I would and doing and saying things that I would do and say. The world will be a better place because of it. Imagine. People will stop trying to talk to each other in public places! Seriously. I am on the edge of being anti-social and I really think there would be less crime, hate, bankruptcy, murder, and ugly shoes in this world if people behaved a little less socially and a little more anti. That's all I'm saying, and most likely Josh is saying this too since he is becoming me. As soon as he talks to the flower in front of our house and wishes it a good day every time he leaves and tells the ants that invade our lives that they will all be quickly in their graves and down in hell as soon as the bug guy comes on Friday, then he will be exactly like I am. Lucky him and lucky world. One more Courtney out there only betters mankind...