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Hey Everybody,
Well it's been a while since I last wrote. Sorry about that... but man have I been busy with work. Can you believe it? Let me sidetrack for a moment. I was at the Province wide sleep rounds (which, incidentally was about sleep in kids and adolescents, very interesting ... and I'm pretty sure that at least part of it would interest most people, but anyway...), when at the end of it I was by the exit door putting on my coat and bag when I noticed this lady handing out something to everyone leaving. She looked like a salesperson (I know when I see one having been one myself, selling Kirby vacuums you know... yes, I was a door to door vacuum salesman) . So as she ignored me and kept handing out flyers of some kind, I wondered if she was going to give me one. I don't think it was that I was a little younger than most (I'm 27 turning 28 next month.... man I'm getting old... but hardly a baby), though I'm sure that was a part of it. I do look like I"m in my mid twenties. But I think cause also I'm black, you know I look very urban. That is not how I would describe all the other people in the room. So, that's not really my story, the story is that after some moments in front of her (I guess realizing that almost all the people in that room work in a sleep lab) she asked me if I also worked in a sleep lab. I answered:
"Yeah, I'm a sleep tech."
And it hit me... I'm a sleep tech. This is not a dream I have, but reality. I was just thankful to God for it. I know there were times where I thought I would never become one. It felt like the first time I really kissed a girl (that is, not out of a dare, or game)... I remember thinking ...
"Wow. I'm really kissing a girl."
Of course, it wasn't quite as exciting, but you get the idea. Incidentally, the fact that the saleslady almost ignored me (despite the fact I happen to be around her longer than the other people she handed stuff out to), and was to be frank biased, didn't in the least bother me. Although like most examples of such things ( like why was I the only person who she felt the need to ask if I was in that field, when clearly she wasn't making the distinction with anyone else), there are interesting to note. I will say that I'm not saying there were all white folks there. There quite a few Asians (both of the east Indian and oriental kinds) present for those meetings. Anyway, I'm sure that wont be the last time that will happen. Dad always warned me against looking too urban (I'm putting his advice into my words), but I would rather see that every now and again. I figure that next time someone who is either black or urban or both comes in, she wont assume that he may not be this or that. Plus I like to throw people off of there first impression as much as possible. I figure that the more wrong your first impression is, the less likely you will rely on it... one big BIG caveat to that... the person needs to know that their first impression was wrong. Otherwise your time is wasted. Anyway, enough for one day. See y'all, as the Americans would say.
The Author
Well it's been a while since I last wrote. Sorry about that... but man have I been busy with work. Can you believe it? Let me sidetrack for a moment. I was at the Province wide sleep rounds (which, incidentally was about sleep in kids and adolescents, very interesting ... and I'm pretty sure that at least part of it would interest most people, but anyway...), when at the end of it I was by the exit door putting on my coat and bag when I noticed this lady handing out something to everyone leaving. She looked like a salesperson (I know when I see one having been one myself, selling Kirby vacuums you know... yes, I was a door to door vacuum salesman) . So as she ignored me and kept handing out flyers of some kind, I wondered if she was going to give me one. I don't think it was that I was a little younger than most (I'm 27 turning 28 next month.... man I'm getting old... but hardly a baby), though I'm sure that was a part of it. I do look like I"m in my mid twenties. But I think cause also I'm black, you know I look very urban. That is not how I would describe all the other people in the room. So, that's not really my story, the story is that after some moments in front of her (I guess realizing that almost all the people in that room work in a sleep lab) she asked me if I also worked in a sleep lab. I answered:
"Yeah, I'm a sleep tech."
And it hit me... I'm a sleep tech. This is not a dream I have, but reality. I was just thankful to God for it. I know there were times where I thought I would never become one. It felt like the first time I really kissed a girl (that is, not out of a dare, or game)... I remember thinking ...
"Wow. I'm really kissing a girl."
Of course, it wasn't quite as exciting, but you get the idea. Incidentally, the fact that the saleslady almost ignored me (despite the fact I happen to be around her longer than the other people she handed stuff out to), and was to be frank biased, didn't in the least bother me. Although like most examples of such things ( like why was I the only person who she felt the need to ask if I was in that field, when clearly she wasn't making the distinction with anyone else), there are interesting to note. I will say that I'm not saying there were all white folks there. There quite a few Asians (both of the east Indian and oriental kinds) present for those meetings. Anyway, I'm sure that wont be the last time that will happen. Dad always warned me against looking too urban (I'm putting his advice into my words), but I would rather see that every now and again. I figure that next time someone who is either black or urban or both comes in, she wont assume that he may not be this or that. Plus I like to throw people off of there first impression as much as possible. I figure that the more wrong your first impression is, the less likely you will rely on it... one big BIG caveat to that... the person needs to know that their first impression was wrong. Otherwise your time is wasted. Anyway, enough for one day. See y'all, as the Americans would say.
The Author
posted by Selam at 2:58 p.m.
2 Comments:
I don't know about David... true enough I have noticed that Southerners say waaaaaaaaaaay more than the rest of the place, but I've heard quite a few Northerns also say it. Ultimatly, we Canadians say it, but some Northerners, and most Southerners do say it (I was collectively grouping them true).
Oops, I mean Canadians DON'T say it ....
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