Warriors lost to a gimpy Pacers... back to back.
Blue Jays lost to hated (yet respectable) Dodgers in 7... in extras... on moments after moments of pure sports insanity.
TKA Varsity Volleyball won league... made it to round 1 of CCS... and lost 18-16 on the 5th set.
Excruciating way to end a Saturday. Thankfully... it's end of Daylight savings. Will get an extra hour of shut-eye tomorrow.
SW and I walked into Happy Lemon... and he acted very 蛇𠺌. And seconds... milli-seconds!!! after ordering... he snuck out of the shop leaving me standing alone. Turns out... SHE was also there. Aiiiii.... 仔啊!!! Like a duck swimming... you needa be calm and cool after water even if you're frantically kicking underwater. Now you totally... 露咗隻低牌. No suave.
When the aunts from Macau and Vancouver visited... every where we took them... they'd want to look for "William Chan" aka "Water Closet" aka the bathroom. When Nita and Brandon visited this week... everywhere we went... we looked to unload a few ounces and pay our water bills. We are now... them.
At a company offsite dinner inside a little, private party room. I sat right in the middle of a long table that fits about 40. During drinks and hordeurves, it got soooo loud on both sides... Everyone was laughing harder than they usually would. And in doing so... speaking or yelling so they can be heard. Which in turn... forced the other people to raise their volume even more.
I simply had to get up and walk out because it was far too agonizing.
In reviewing our employee insight survey comments... why does my boss and then HR like to gather and summarize the "bad comments" and leave out the compliments? When I asked HR... they said, "We wanted to summarize the good stuff." To which I wanted to reply.. that is the literal, absolute definition of NOT the good stuff. One week later... during staff... HR came back with the compliments.
Then last night... when we had our Youth Parents Small Group about empathy... to which I still have a fundamental disagreement with the definition... all we can talk about is being empathetic about the negative feelings. We never share about being empathetic... or try to understand... or walk in the shoes... of someone that's feeling joyful and ecstatic.
People. People. People. Let's try to stay positive.
At our Parents' Small Group - we had a whole discussion on "What is empathy?"
"To understand...."
"To wear one's shoes...."
"To identify...."
"To not judge..."
I piped up (cuz that's what I do...) and said, "Sympathy... is understanding what someone is going through because you've experienced a similar event. Whereas Empathy... is identifying and validating what someone is going through... but you can't truly understand it." And my example was Menstrual Pains. That lauched a whole discussion on kidney stones... and gender... and generation.
Modern society and contemporary psychologists have hopped on this hot take bandwagon and branded sympathy with a scarlett letter of being a hand-wave, robotic response. Whereas empathy... is trying to understand, to walk that mile, to be at the level of. At the end of the day... does it really matter? Not really. I'm just easily annoyed and like to be that gum under a desk.
Pet Peeve #331
When someone sits in my collapsable lawn/beach chair... leave trash in the webbing cupholder... and walk off!!!!
A day after running a 9 minute mile.... and well on my way of achieving my goal of 8 minute... today I run a 9:30 mile. Geez... did I screw up my timing/distance today or yesterday?
Been polishing about a book a week... barring any unforeseen meetings or functions. This was a a tough read for a number of reasons. Pavlovic is probably the least favorite of all the beats. Some of the players and event outdate me... so I don't have a first person passion for it. But the toughest of tough was... of course... 2002. 5 run lead. 6 outs. Why give him the ball??? Why Dusty?!?!?!?
No... 2010, 2012, 2014 will not make up for it. It helps... but no.
