Why Do I Bother?

What’s all this kindness business this guy is talking about? Is he crazy? Probably … go judge for yourself.

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Brendon over at SlackerManager.com just found my site. He’s just posted a great article about Starbucks that I’m sure you can identify with. Brendon and I grew up together in Newberg. We were good friends through grade school, junior high and high school, but somehow lost contact over the years. It’s always that way isn’t it?

I wanted to share a story about Brendon and me that I’m sure his readers would love to hear. We were in 6th grade together in Mrs. Terjeson’s class. Brendon and I were kind of a comedy team back then. At least we thought so. One time after recess was over Brendon and I sneaked back into the classroom ahead of everyone, including Mrs. Terjeson, and hid in the coat closet. I doubt that we had any plans beyond that, but it seemed to be the most hilarious thing we could think up on short notice.

After some time had passed (in my memory it was quite a while), Mrs. Terjeson finally came to put her coat away and upon opening the closet door she found Brendon and I standing there staring out at her blank faced. She was somewhat alarmed, but having experienced many of our antics in the past she remained cool.

“What are you two doing in there?” she asked.

Silence … blank stares … and my hands perched on top of my head, the backs of them together with my fingers pointing straight up and wiggling slightly (We were in 6th grade OK? This stuff is funny to 6th graders).

“Can’t you see?” Brendon asked, “He’s a Carrot.” (Good thinking Brendon.)

Another pause while we stared blankly ahead.

“In the wind,” I finished.

Now Brendon will have to help me with the story at this point, but in my memory I spent the rest of the day with my desk in the hall. Of course I could be confusing this with one of the other days I spent with my desk in the hall.

Good times. Good to hear from you again, old friend.

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