The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

Gold Star Entitlement



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That was on the license plate of a vehicle I was driving behind.

My immediate thought was why do people feel as though they are entitled to special recognition for doing their job?

In kindergarten, my teacher gave students stickers (e.g., gold, silver, bronze) based on their behavior that day. If you behaved, you got a gold star. If your behavior was less than stellar, you got a silver star, bronze star, or no star. That system motivated students to be on their best behavior.

This system doesn’t apply to the real world.

You don’t expect to receive a gold star for coming to work every day. If you want to continue to keep your lights on, you’ll come to work. There are no hand claps for paying rent/mortgage on time. No pats on the back for putting gas in your car before the gas light comes on.

These things are done because it’s necessary. Stop seeking recognition for doing what’s necessary.

Don’t Sleep On Premonitions


I believe in premonitions. I’m aware that it may sound absolutely ridiculous to some, but we all have to believe in something and that’s what I believe in.

For several months I’ve had a recurring premonition involving a car running a red light and hitting a truck.

Fast forward to Saturday, April 18, 2014.

I’m sitting at the bottom end of the intersection, waiting for my light to turn green. On the left side of the intersection is a pickup truck waiting to make a left turn. Across from the truck on the right side of the intersection is a small four-door sedan in the right lane.

The lights change for the left and right sides of the intersection. The truck proceeds to cross the intersection to get into the closest left lane. Meanwhile, the sedan makes a right turn and gets into the same lane as the truck.

The sedan slammed into the truck, pushing the truck over the median and into the opposite lanes of traffic. Thankfully, red lights kept those cars from coming down the lanes.  The driver gained control of the truck, moving it back across the median, across three lanes of traffic, and into a parking lot.

insert slow blink here

It’s one thing to dream that this happens but to literally watch your premonition play out in front of you is insane.  I was definitely shaken up for at least an hour. I’ll never second guess these dreams again.

Emphasis on “never”.


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