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Thinkin’ Beer: Thoughts for when you feel off
August 13, 2015
Everyone has had those days where you don’t quite feel yourself. This can be due to a lack of sleep or allergies, but every so often it’s for no reason at all. Today I happen to be in the latter category, feeling out of sorts from the moment I woke up. Whatever the reason I find it a good excuse to step away from my work laptop, make a good meal and let my mind wander as it has apparently wanted. Of course this activity is best done with a pint, and I’m in the mood for something light and malty. So I’ve pulled one of the Polestar Pilsner from Lefthand residing in my beer fridge and sat back on the couch for some random thinking.
In this occasions of being a little off kilter I tend to reflect on the events of the day. This isn’t so much do to these situations themselves being different, rather I reflect on whether my actions were somehow different than they might otherwise be. I’ve taken a few sips of my Polestar, still cold enough to mute the full bouquet and flavor of what is in the bottle, and one conversation tends to linger in my mind in which I was talking to a friend about cars. This normally non-sealant scenario seemed something in which in retrospect I displayed a resounding lack of active listening skills (at least in my opinion). There have been a few times when I’ve reflected on what I may have chosen say and while not necessarily grossly inappropriate are still things that are out of character for me in any other situation. I think most of us have these moments of reflection, thinking back and saying to ourselves something to the effect of “wow, I was kind of a dick right then”. Alternately, there are those who don’t seem to have this capacity for self-reflection, and they are generally the overly confident blow hards that tend to alienate others. In either case, there is something that is a common to everyone:
Beer Thought #1: In one way or another, everyone is an asshole now and again.
Now that my beer is closer to room temperature, the slightly skunky aroma and bright notes of the pilsner malt are now coming through. In the last sentence I had to correct a few spelling mistakes on account of my hands being used to my work laptop more than my personal computer lately. Even on my professional machine I still find myself making basic spelling and grammar mistakes and not noticing until after the fact. In all likelihood I’ve probably left a few mistakes in this post as well (does the use of parenthesis to interject additional thoughts count as a grammar issue? I’ll defer to the tech writer/English major folks I know on that on…) mistakes that I will no doubt find long after this has been given to the interwebs. I do try to stay vigilant in catching these things whenever possible, and actively avoid using some of the colloquialisms that are an outcome of the proliferation of texting and twitter (especially the word “cuz”, it is like nails on a freakin’ chalk board). Given these slip ups despite my best intentions, I have come to a related conclusion about myself:
Beer Thought #2: Spellcheck is my favorite wingman.
Now that I’m getting to the end of my beer and it’s skunkiness is in full swing, it’s time to start thinking about being a good grown up and going to bed. I’ve always been a night owl by nature, and it’s made for some rough mornings as I’ve pursued personal and professional growth. There have been times when I’ve been tempted to take a night shift when offered in previous roles, but in the end I’ve found the con’s always outweigh the pro’s in that situation. I’ve also conditioned myself to the point where even if my body puts up a fight with a normal bed time, my internal alarm clock will jar me awake at 6 am almost on the dot (which works out well given that my external alarm clocks have a bad habit of being thrown, smacked or otherwise abused for being rude). This contradiction in slumber can also cause of being out of sorts with a possible reprieve found in a good cup of coffee. I know I will have an espresso shot or two waiting for me in the morning, so now I’m left with the final thought of the night:
Beer Thought # 3: Sometimes you just and to act your age and put on some batman ‘jamies.
And with that, it’s time to put an end to a weird and wonky day. Maybe tomorrow will see things going back to normal, maybe I’ll be needing to call it a mulligan, and in either event I hope it will be a reason to have a good pint. Cheers Everyone!