Greener Pastures

As I am sure you all know both the quality and quantity of this blog have been slacking in recent months. I must be honest and say that my bloggin heart has moved onto a new passion project that takes up most of my blogging time. While I will continue to post occasionally on this site you should check ou the new blog at www.chinchin.wordpress.com. This is a co-blog with my boy Brett which will provide you with a new and sometimes creative reason to "celebrate" each day. So check it out and read the old posts, they explain the theory behind the blog.

Useless thoughts about useless questions

Where will you be in five years? Does anyone else think this is the most useless interview question ever. With AmeriCorps member interviews coming up soon I have been thinking about what interview questions I really hate and what ones are really useless. This question seems to fall into both categories. Does anybody ever have any sort of idea where they will be in five years.

I started thinking about this with the events of this weekend. Saturday I spent all day working on a controlled burn with the Cape Cod National Seashore and local fire department. (more details from this coming soon, I should be getting pictures on monday then I will post). Today I spent my day rock climbing at a gm in New Bedford. Five years ago I was 20 years old and busy drinking my face off in college. The point being that I in no way ever would have predicted the point my life is at now. Furthermore I can take guesses as to where I will be in five years but I am willing to guarantee that whatever I guess will probably not even be remotely close to where I end up. Therefore this is a completely useless question to ask in an interview and I will do my best to rid the world of it.

text messages

So I got the greatest text message ever today from my friend erin, it read something like this: I have food for you come to the office. I came to the office and sure enough she had pizza for me, it was amazing.
This got me to thinking, I think one day my love for free food could eventually lead to my downfall. I mean today I left the beauty of working outside and came to the office for free food. Yesterday I drove two hours to boston for a micc party based on the fact that there was free pizza there. If my arch nemesis ever wanted to take me down they could just send me a text message saying free food come to the abandoned wherehouse on the docks and I would probably go. Alas I have found my kryptonite.