A friend shared this Huffington Post article about a guy trying to avoid DWI by riding his horse home, and I can’t get over the idea of trying to ride drunk. Have you ever seen a horse in person? They’re not short. As a rule, drunk people can’t climb too well – You’d need a really mild-mannered, well-trained horse to even get in the saddle if you’re too drunk to drive. And you don’t transport horses in a saddle, so did he saddle it drunk before climbing on drunk? Now, that’s impressive.
I hate it when retail people try to guilt me into giving to whatever nonprofit organization they’re supporting this week. I don’t mind when they ask, but when they act like I’m a jerk for saying no it makes me really mad.
There are 1.5 million nonprofits in the U.S. alone. If I gave each one a penny, that would be $15,000. I don’t know about you, but I don’t have that kind of cash lying around. Usually, they want me to give $1 or more. Think about how much that would be if I gave to every single one.
I do donate. I believe very strongly in supporting where I can. But I want it to be purposeful. I want it to be to an organization that is fighting a cause I believe in and that I think will use the money well. There are also hundreds of very good reasons for a person not to give at all.
Don’t treat people like they’re doing something wrong when they decide not to give. If you do, the one acting like a jerk is you.
It’s the kind of day where the toilet paper’s always at the end of the roll. No matter where you go. Changing it isn’t a huge deal, but having to do it over and over gets more irritating as the day goes on. Finding out too late that it’s empty is obviously worse – and it all goes together.