Wading through the days moments to select Today’s Perfect Moment is sometimes like visiting a flea market that has seen better days. You really don’t know what you’re going to find. You might come across something odd. You might find something that can be salvaged. You might possibly find something, while not particularly interesting or useful for you, that a friend might appreciate. You might also find something you consider a wonderful treasure.
Today was much like that.
I saw a strange collection of people on the bus. This collection included a slightly drunk guy who wanted to ride his bike home in dress pants, dress shirt, tie, and an ill-fitting leather jacket. Another was carrying two bags, a piece of wood panel, and one ski pole. It might have been a walking pole, but one has to wonder why he needed only one.
At work, the HR director from Europe made an appearance. He mentioned something about being on holiday, but that before the family joined him, he would check out the Toronto, Boston, and New York Schools. Is that how one get the company to pay for his vacation? Is there some way I can get in on this one? Luckily he brought us food, so I can’t really complain.
I wanted to show my students an example of their speaking exam and came across a fantastically scripted version where students executed their lines without any hesitation or thinking time. I don’t know if they believed me when I told them it was “too good to be true,” but I hope they don’t think that was real. It was some of the most un-natural speaking I have ever seen–complete with awkward hand gestures and sly camera looks.
On a more positive note, the mini green tea kit kat I had as dessert for my delicious sandwich lunch was quite good.
As for the gold that is Today’s Perfect Moment, I have to pick a later in the day moment. After arriving at Finch station later than usual–I had to stay after work and prepare copies of the mock exam I am giving my students Wednesday morning–my girlfriend and I decided to have a hotdog from the hotdog stand. While I know that this food has about as much nutrition as eating a cardboard box, I have to admit that it tastes quite good. Additionally, the toppings they have at the stand are different than the ones I have at home. Also, since this is a rare occurrence (every three months or so) I can’t really make myself worry about the negatives to my health.
We got our hotdogs personally topped and managed to eat them without spilling those generous toppings on ourselves. I can’t speak for my girlfriend, but this is a bit of a rarity for me. I don’t know how many pieces of clothing I have ruined because of hotdogs (or ice-cream, or pizza…I will stop now).
Oh, and we managed to catch the bus, get a seat together, and make it home in decent time.