Sometimes I buy Poptarts to keep in the pantry for a snack and also in my desk at work for when I am hungry but can’t take time to get an actual meal. Work gets pretty hectic at the dealership and there are days when I don’t get more than a few minutes between customers to get something to eat. So a few bites of a Poptart are fast and easy and they are not messy.
Sometimes when I am at home nibbling on a Poptart for a quick snack, my dog will come and beg for a piece of it. But he only wants a strawberry Poptart – if I have any other flavor of Poptart, he sniffs at it and then turns his head away. So, why do dogs love strawberry Poptarts? He will eat blueberries when they are in pancakes or waffles. Why not blueberry Poptarts? It makes no sense!
Over the weekend we noticed some people with a U-Haul truck parked in the driveway of the house for sale down the street. The house has only been up for sale for a few months, maybe 3, and it was one of the more expensive homes in our neighborhood, so I was actually surprised that it sold so quickly and people were moving in already..
I looked down the street every once in a while, hoping to catch a glimpse of the new neighbors who moved in, but all I ever saw was 3 or 4 college age girls carrying boxes from the truck.I was starting to think that maybe someone’s rich parents had bought a college girl the house to share with some co-eds during the school year.
As it turns out, the girls were just friends of the new neighbor’s granddaughter, helping them out. So I was disappointed to see another elderly couple moved into my neighborhood, instead of a young family or a couple of young singles, like me. Oh well, maybe the next house that goes up for sale will attract someone younger.
While I was waiting to see the vet for my dog’s annual rabies shot, a lady walked into the vet’s office with a box filled with old newspapers. She sat the box down on the counter, smiled and waved at the receptionist and then left – without a word. I wondered what that was all about? The receptionist acted like this was normal and she called out, “Thank you!” to the lady as she was leaving.
So, I went up to the front desk and asked the receptionist what they do with old newspapers, and she told me that they always have a need for newspapers to put under the cages of the pets who are recovering from surgeries or who are being boarded in the kennel. I had never really thought of that! Of course they need newspapers, and on a constant basis!
I asked her, to be sure, if they would like me to save up my old newspapers and bring them in once in a while and she said that would be wonderful and very much appreciated. So, I am pretty sure that the local vet near where you live would appreciate your dropping off a stack of newspapers once in a while, too. It is much nicer to re-purpose something than to just thoughtlessly throw them in the trash. And if you like to recycle, imagine how it is just as easy to drop off the newspapers at the local vet on your way out to run errands, as it is to drop them off at the recycling center.
My parents were pretty strict about children having good manners. We were taught our whole lives to behave properly, with no exceptions for being too young, or having a meltdown. We either behaved properly or we were dismissed or even removed from the room where other people were gathered.
One of the things we were taught was to greet people properly and to make introductions to others. And, just in case someone dropped the ball and didn’t introduce us to new people, we were taught to introduce ourselves with a smile and a handshake.
I was just over at a friend’s house, watching TV last night, when her boyfriend brought home a co-worker to wait on him changing into casual clothes and then the two guys were going to a softball game. Of course, when the boyfriend first walked in the door, I smiled and said hi to him. Then when I saw his co-worker with him, I stood up and walked over to them for the introduction. To my surprise, my girlfriend did not get up from the couch or make any effort to greet her boyfriend’s co-worker.
I thought that was extremely rude and I bet her lack of manners will get back to his other co-workers and maybe even negatively affect the way his supervisor deal with him. A spouse or significant other does have responsibility to behave in a way that will reflect well on their partner by his boss and co-workers. Even if she was mad at her boyfriend over something he had done, that is no excuse to be rude to the co-worker when he came into their home as a guest.