A Good Example

This past weekend Steve and I were driving home down a six-lane highway. He was driving, and I was in the passenger seat.

I looked out my window and noticed a car waiting to merge into traffic.

I said to Steve, "Oh my God, look at that guy's car!"

The car itself wasn't spectacular, but there was a foot-tall stack of papers on the car's roof.

I said, "That's gotta suck."

The next thing I know Steve is swerving our car onto the median. I looked forward and thought Steve was trying to avoid an accident.

No.

Steve pulled up onto the median and ran back towards where the car was still waiting to merge. He started waving his arms to get the driver's attention. Surprisingly, the guy took a split second to stop looking for a place to merge and saw Steve.

The guy looked at Steve like he was thinking, "What the hell does this crazy want?"

Then Steve started pointing at the guy's roof, and it was like a lightbulb went off over the driver's head.

I saw the guy get out of the car, retrieve his papers and thank Steve for making him aware of the situation.

When Steve got back into the car I was still sitting there with my mouth hanging open.

I looked at him and said, "Thank you."

He asked, "For what?"

I said, "For showing me how to be a better person."

Dated

Sometimes I look at this blog and wonder why I even bother.

It seems like lately most of my online time is spent of Facebook. Tonight I IM'd with my second cousin for almost an hour. I haven't seen her in over a decade, but there we were "talking" about our crazy families.

I get instant satisfaction from Facebook.

I know: fast food generation. We want it and we want it NOW!

I also wonder whether or not keeping a blog is just dated. I'm just another loser who thinks people want to know what she's thinking.

These days I'm thinking, "Will I still be employed next week?"

Working for a bank is not for the faint of heart.

So, if you know of anyone looking for an instructional designer . . . call me!