If you read my last post, you know August was kind of a bust. September, however, is looking up.
This past Friday I went out for burgers and pie with a friend. I usually get custard pie. It’s one of the few places I’ve found where you can always get it. Friday, though, I felt like changing it up a little and ordered coconut cream. When I got to my table with my food, I looked and saw not coconut, but chocolate cream pie. Oh no! They got my order wrong! I hate that. But I took a second to think…what’s the worst that can happen if I don’t send the pie back? I eat a slice of delicious chocolate pie? Well fuck me, that sounds pretty damn good! So I honeybadgered on and ate the fuck out of that chocolate pie.
And so started the trend of saying “to hell with it!” and going with the flow.
Next, after a weekend of camping, I suggested to my friend that we stop for food somewhere between the site and my house. I actually was in the mood for In & Out Burger, but my friend suggested the Jack in the Box just down the road. Fuck it! Let’s go to Jack in the Box. We wound up running in to a guy from the camping event and hung out for a while. Now I have plans to go camping again next weekend. (and he’s promised me craft beer and bourbon!)
But wait! It gets better!
On Friday, my camping buddy asked about our plans for Sunday. I just needed to deliver some cupcakes and pick up some brewing supplies, but otherwise just needed to make time to eat. “My brother does sound for various touring musicians,” my friend said to me. And so that’s how I wound up backstage at a Willie Nelson concert looking at nude pictures of the sound guy’s wife. Yep, that happened.
Rule 6: Say yes like a honeybadger.