I had a cocktail with a friend the other night. Not a new friend, but also, not an old friend. Something in the middle. We work together. While we were chatting, she told me that she was intimidated by me before she got to know me better. My first reaction was to giggle, and then,… Continue reading The Intimidation Factor.
Author: thepathtoworthy
The Inhumanity of Humanity.
I’ve been a bit MIA. That’s the truth. I know it. It’s happened before, with good reason. Or anyway, with my reasons. And, I have my reasons. On one hand, I’ve been having fun. That’s not to say that my fun can’t include writing, because it usually does, but in this case, I’ve been running… Continue reading The Inhumanity of Humanity.
Happy Birthday, Sus.
If you keep getting so upset, I’m not going to take you to the airport anymore, she says. I’m staring straight through the windshield but I imagine gentle creases in the corners of her clear blue eyes as she says this to me. Very funny, I say, barking out something between a laugh and a… Continue reading Happy Birthday, Sus.
Post. The. Photo.
I recently went on a solo hiking trip in Canada. You know this if you read my blog because I’ve already shared this tidbit. Ninety-two miles across glorious landscape. If you’ve traveled alone or eaten out alone or done anything alone, or perhaps, have a resistant and unwilling partner/friend/roommate, you may have also mastered the… Continue reading Post. The. Photo.
Don’t Pass On Wilcox.
I had determined that I wasn’t going to embark on any long hikes the day I drove from Jasper to Lake Louise. I had already put quite a few miles on my little legs, and I was thinking that a rest might not be such a bad idea. I would do a few miles around… Continue reading Don’t Pass On Wilcox.
Marital Status?
I couldn’t tell how old the woman behind the counter was, at all. In retrospect, I’m guessing mid-to-late thirties. Her face was mostly unlined, and her hairline still looked mostly intact. She had glasses propped just in front of a messy bun and her eyes appeared to be hazel like mine. I got so lost… Continue reading Marital Status?
Do Women Know What They’re Doing?
A friend sent me a video on Instagram this morning and asked if I knew of the article the video was connected to, entitled ‘Women Know Exactly What They’re Doing When They Use Weak Language’ (https://www.nytimes.com/2023/07/31/opinion/women-language-work.html). I had read the article, as a good friend and colleague sent it to me. Here are a few… Continue reading Do Women Know What They’re Doing?
Past The Rejection Point.
I was having dinner with a dear friend the other night. For purposes of protecting her privacy, I’m not going to describe her or offer details that might provide insight into who she might be. Let’s just say she’s what we would call middle-aged and there’s nothing incredibly unique about her that is necessary to… Continue reading Past The Rejection Point.
Barbie, Take II.
I ran into a colleague in the breakroom at work today. I’ve known this individual for a long time. I’m going to avoid descriptors because I want to maintain the confidentiality of this person. Anyway, I’m busy getting some hot water and this individual approaches me, advising that they’ve been looking for me. When I… Continue reading Barbie, Take II.
Barbie Made Me Cry.
I saw the Barbie movie. You may feel compelled to stop reading after that shared sentiment. I’m sure you’ve heard all the things or read all the things or seen all the memes. You may have heard that it was perfectly cast or that Greta Gerwig is a genius or perhaps that everyone in the… Continue reading Barbie Made Me Cry.
