just average

My flight to La Guardia was cancelled yesterday after two hours of delay. My boss says to me, "So, you want to travel, huh?" Four hours of a perfect Sunday was wasted. However, I did get to spend a couple more hours with my family. Roan was so happy to see me. I am on Long Island now, in my standard king room that is too close to the elevators {{angry face}}.

In my cab ride home yesterday, a rather husky and giant driver picked me up 25 minutes after I had called the ride in. Let's just say, I was a bit annoyed and had already started mentally deducting his tip. He kept talking to me in the thickest African accent. I just wanted to get home to my boys.

He asked me about my trip and I said I was still slated to go the next day and asked me about my job...at least I think that's what he was asking me. He asked me to set up his nephew who just got an MBA with a job at my company. I told him I was just a lowly worker and therefore, have no power. He then asked about my education and I plainly said that I had a Masters in Engineering. He was so excited for me.

This reminded me, yet again, that I need to be more positive and grateful for the life that I have. My parents raised us to downplay our "talents". Even now, during reviews, I have a hard time "bragging" about my accomplishments. The result, unfortunately, is that I sometimes don't think I'm very good at anything. I always believe that I am just average.

We talked more or as much as I could understand him about our cultures. In the end, I gave him the full tip. I guess flattery goes a long way with me. :)


And since no post is fun without a photo and I am on my work computer. Obviously an older photo since Roan's hair was still long.