subject and it has never helped me in the real world. I did find a real life use for the paper that summer on the trail along with all the others as we hiked the trail and I started all the campfires.
I think English 101 is a new game with some old rules and many new. I think it has adapted to our ever changing world and advancing technology. I think old Cindy and new Cindy both play roles in working through the class and using it to help me on my journey. I think it is a mix of the new person I have become as an adult (and I use this term loosely) and the old Cindy who thinks in a slightly dated and strict way but is learning to adapt. I think we are all in constant motion and have an endless curiosity for life and we change with each and every new experience. Sometimes we move forward and back in life all at the same time. I think working through this class calls our attention to all the little details, the big moments, the change that is continuing and the future towards which we journey. I think I enjoy writing more even when I get frustrated because I feel like I’m learning new skills. I feel like I’m writing while working on learning about myself. English 101 new and old game played by new Cindy and old Cindy simultaneously with goal of passing the class in May 2010 and looking forward to creative writing in Fall 2010 and not sure who will be showing up to take that class. Hope to see you all on the other side.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
continued....
classmates but the entire world to view. The paper is then commented on by the professor for the world to see and is almost instantaneous feedback on your work. The learning experience is very different in that you get to see how differently people see the world and how they express ideas so differently. I never saw or read a paper on any subject of another student when I took English in 1989. I think it was sad that we didn’t get to experience the different views on the subject matter and discuss them. I think the new way is a valuable learning tool as no one attacks the material the same way. I think it is frightening also to have people read your stuff though it motivates me to work harder. In the old days I wasn’t as motivated because only I would see the red pen marks and weeks later when I got my paper returned I might not even have cared about the results. I think the presentation in 2010 is teaching me more about writing even if it scares me to share my views with the world.
Well the type of work in 1989 and 2010 is as different as the Cindy I was then and the Cindy I am now. I did a compare and contrast essay and research paper but the subject was assigned and absolutely the subjects did not interest us or motivate us to share ourselves or our thought processes. I wonder how the professor read 60 copies of the paper on the same subject that no one cared about writing in the first place. I still am shocked in 2010 that we pick our own subjects, and use what we know to help us write. I feel like I’m in an alien world and for the Cindy I am now it is sometimes hard. It is easier sometimes to have set rules that you must write about a certain subject in 200 words. I see the difference is that yes it is harder but in English the first time I spent all my time focused on meeting the format. I would count the exact number of words and make my paper meet that number. I would follow all his rules of his format no matter how obtuse and not care about what the essay said or how I felt about the subject or how my experiences influenced the writing. I’m writing much better when I just jump into the alien world and write about things I’ve done or things I felt. I share part of who I am and I don’t count words or try to fit a format. I make complete sentences, mind my punctuation most of the time, and try to have a solid essay format. I think the old Cindy was excellent in English 101 in 1989 because I could make my writing match the format. I think the Cindy now is working hard on finding her voice, and enjoying the challenge though she occasionally misses the box that allows her more rules. I feel like I'm learning from others and about others. I fell more confident to try new ways of writing and exploring my freedoms of expression in written form.
The biggest difference I think is in the value of the work. In 1989 having to write an essay about a subject that made a professor happy didn’t necessarily make me happy or help me acquire better writing skills but I could do as I was told. I’m sure happiness was not his goal either and of course I tried to have all the parts like an introduction, supporting sentences and conclusion. I don’t think that was new from high school and I was a fairly good at spelling and grammar so I didn’t always use up all his ink. The stuff I wrote I despised and bored me to tears but I’m an expert at doing what I’m told. I think English in 2010 does teach us about intros, and outros and all the mechanics that make us good writers but it does so many more things. It allows us to stretch our boundaries. It makes us choose how we express ourselves while teaching us proper writing skills. It teaches us to apply what we know and new and creative ways. It makes us step out of our comfort zone and even in this online format it shockingly allows us to share parts of ourselves and interact with others. I learn a lot from reading and thinking about what all of you out there write. I learn new ways of looking at the same subject or format. I think stepping outside your box will help us in our careers. I think sharing with others and celebrating differences will help us with our interactions in our future jobs and relationships. I have not in 1989 nor now felt any value in researching how alcoholism is destroying society which was my assigned research
Well the type of work in 1989 and 2010 is as different as the Cindy I was then and the Cindy I am now. I did a compare and contrast essay and research paper but the subject was assigned and absolutely the subjects did not interest us or motivate us to share ourselves or our thought processes. I wonder how the professor read 60 copies of the paper on the same subject that no one cared about writing in the first place. I still am shocked in 2010 that we pick our own subjects, and use what we know to help us write. I feel like I’m in an alien world and for the Cindy I am now it is sometimes hard. It is easier sometimes to have set rules that you must write about a certain subject in 200 words. I see the difference is that yes it is harder but in English the first time I spent all my time focused on meeting the format. I would count the exact number of words and make my paper meet that number. I would follow all his rules of his format no matter how obtuse and not care about what the essay said or how I felt about the subject or how my experiences influenced the writing. I’m writing much better when I just jump into the alien world and write about things I’ve done or things I felt. I share part of who I am and I don’t count words or try to fit a format. I make complete sentences, mind my punctuation most of the time, and try to have a solid essay format. I think the old Cindy was excellent in English 101 in 1989 because I could make my writing match the format. I think the Cindy now is working hard on finding her voice, and enjoying the challenge though she occasionally misses the box that allows her more rules. I feel like I'm learning from others and about others. I fell more confident to try new ways of writing and exploring my freedoms of expression in written form.
The biggest difference I think is in the value of the work. In 1989 having to write an essay about a subject that made a professor happy didn’t necessarily make me happy or help me acquire better writing skills but I could do as I was told. I’m sure happiness was not his goal either and of course I tried to have all the parts like an introduction, supporting sentences and conclusion. I don’t think that was new from high school and I was a fairly good at spelling and grammar so I didn’t always use up all his ink. The stuff I wrote I despised and bored me to tears but I’m an expert at doing what I’m told. I think English in 2010 does teach us about intros, and outros and all the mechanics that make us good writers but it does so many more things. It allows us to stretch our boundaries. It makes us choose how we express ourselves while teaching us proper writing skills. It teaches us to apply what we know and new and creative ways. It makes us step out of our comfort zone and even in this online format it shockingly allows us to share parts of ourselves and interact with others. I learn a lot from reading and thinking about what all of you out there write. I learn new ways of looking at the same subject or format. I think stepping outside your box will help us in our careers. I think sharing with others and celebrating differences will help us with our interactions in our future jobs and relationships. I have not in 1989 nor now felt any value in researching how alcoholism is destroying society which was my assigned research
Contrast Essay
Contrast Essay
Then and Now and the Who and How of English 101
It’s September 1989 and I’m sitting crossed legged in this cinder block room with blaring Journey music on one side of the wall and the sound of a bass vibrating my head from the other wall I sit at my typewriter looking at the blank space on the new piece of typing paper. One side of the room looks like a white and pink lace princess exploded and the other side looks like a paint splashed world filled with eccentric art. The floor is laden with pizza boxes, beer bottles litter all free space beds desks windowsills, furniture is covered with clothes, beds are covered with shoes and chaos is abundant. I stare at the typewriter and the blank white piece of paper and read again the explicit directions that I must compare and contrast to family members in a 2 page document. It’s March 2010 and I sit cross legged in the chair at the desk in dining room with my laptop on and gaze across to my living room. My sage green tall living room set has it cushions perfectly plumped and my oak coffee table has magazines in the corner (mostly Bean) all alphabetized, there is a rainbow swirled candle holder perfectly sitting in the middle. The rug is vacuumed and the stands and entertainment center perfectly arranged and pledged just today. There are no dishes, no bottles, no pizza boxes and everything is in its place. Now this is a contrast as I sit at my laptop watching the cursor blink against the white screen and I laugh as I type English 101. I review the examples and there is no words telling me to compare and contrast the two family members. I look up at the wall and laugh at the crazy paintings and fall out of the chair laughing because I know that giant peace sign is upstairs on the wall faded and framed now in a hand painted wooden frame. English 101 is it the same game with new rules for a new Cindy? Or is English 101 a new game for an old Cindy?
English 101 is a rite of passage for any individual seeking a degree and there is no way to avoid it unless you can test out but I don’t think they even allow you to do that these days. I think the Accuplacer may be a way to rate your writing but they still don’t allow you to test out of the class even if you get all the points. I think the class objective is similar in that they seek to teach us to write organized thoughts and communicate in a professionally manner though I think they are marked differences in the way we achieved that goal in 1989 and how we achieve it in 2010. I think the differences are in presentation, type of work, and value of work to be meaningful for your future.
Presentation of the work is so different. We used to have to handwrite drafts and then type them on a typewriter as word processors weren’t all the rage in 1989. The papers then were handed into the professor in the class and he graded them and gave them back to us about 3 classes later all written over in red pen. In 2010 we mostly write using word or some other word processing program and rewrite our drafts on the computer with backstrokes and copy and paste rather than erase and scribble of the old days. In 2010 we post our work on a blog which is so foreign to me. A blog sounds like a noise made when someone is getting ill. So we submit our work out there for not just the professor or our
Then and Now and the Who and How of English 101
It’s September 1989 and I’m sitting crossed legged in this cinder block room with blaring Journey music on one side of the wall and the sound of a bass vibrating my head from the other wall I sit at my typewriter looking at the blank space on the new piece of typing paper. One side of the room looks like a white and pink lace princess exploded and the other side looks like a paint splashed world filled with eccentric art. The floor is laden with pizza boxes, beer bottles litter all free space beds desks windowsills, furniture is covered with clothes, beds are covered with shoes and chaos is abundant. I stare at the typewriter and the blank white piece of paper and read again the explicit directions that I must compare and contrast to family members in a 2 page document. It’s March 2010 and I sit cross legged in the chair at the desk in dining room with my laptop on and gaze across to my living room. My sage green tall living room set has it cushions perfectly plumped and my oak coffee table has magazines in the corner (mostly Bean) all alphabetized, there is a rainbow swirled candle holder perfectly sitting in the middle. The rug is vacuumed and the stands and entertainment center perfectly arranged and pledged just today. There are no dishes, no bottles, no pizza boxes and everything is in its place. Now this is a contrast as I sit at my laptop watching the cursor blink against the white screen and I laugh as I type English 101. I review the examples and there is no words telling me to compare and contrast the two family members. I look up at the wall and laugh at the crazy paintings and fall out of the chair laughing because I know that giant peace sign is upstairs on the wall faded and framed now in a hand painted wooden frame. English 101 is it the same game with new rules for a new Cindy? Or is English 101 a new game for an old Cindy?
English 101 is a rite of passage for any individual seeking a degree and there is no way to avoid it unless you can test out but I don’t think they even allow you to do that these days. I think the Accuplacer may be a way to rate your writing but they still don’t allow you to test out of the class even if you get all the points. I think the class objective is similar in that they seek to teach us to write organized thoughts and communicate in a professionally manner though I think they are marked differences in the way we achieved that goal in 1989 and how we achieve it in 2010. I think the differences are in presentation, type of work, and value of work to be meaningful for your future.
Presentation of the work is so different. We used to have to handwrite drafts and then type them on a typewriter as word processors weren’t all the rage in 1989. The papers then were handed into the professor in the class and he graded them and gave them back to us about 3 classes later all written over in red pen. In 2010 we mostly write using word or some other word processing program and rewrite our drafts on the computer with backstrokes and copy and paste rather than erase and scribble of the old days. In 2010 we post our work on a blog which is so foreign to me. A blog sounds like a noise made when someone is getting ill. So we submit our work out there for not just the professor or our
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Contrast Intro #2
It’s September 1989 and I’m sitting crossed legged in this cinder block room with blaring Journey music on one side of the wall and the sound of a bass vibrating my head from the other wall I sit at my typewriter looking at the blank space on the new piece of typing paper. One side of the room looks like a white and pink lace princess exploded and the other side looks like a paint splashed world filled with eccentric art. The floor is laden with pizza boxes, beer bottles litter all free space beds desks windowsills, furniture is covered with clothes, beds are covered with shoes and chaos is abundant. I stare at the typewriter and the blank white piece of paper and read again the explicit directions that I must compare and contrast to family members in a 2 page document. It’s March 2010 and I sit cross legged in the chair at the desk in dining room with my laptop on and gaze across to my living room. My sage green tall living room set has it cushions perfectly plumped and my oak coffee table has magazines in the corner (mostly Bean) all alphabetized, there is a rainbow swirled candle holder perfectly sitting in the middle. The rug is vacuumed and the stands and entertainment center perfectly arranged and pledged just today. There are no dishes, no bottles, no pizza boxes and everything is in its place. Now this is a contrast as I sit at my laptop watching the cursor blink against the white screen and I laugh as I type English 101. I review the examples and there is no words telling me to compare and contrast the two family members. I look up at the wall and laugh at the crazy paintings and fall out of the chair laughing because I know that giant peace sign is upstairs on the wall faded and framed now in a hand painted wooden frame. English 101 is it the same game with new rules for a new Cindy? Or is English 101 a new game for an old Cindy?
It’s September 1989 and I’m sitting crossed legged in this cinder block room with blaring Journey music on one side of the wall and the sound of a bass vibrating my head from the other wall I sit at my typewriter looking at the blank space on the new piece of typing paper. One side of the room looks like a white and pink lace princess exploded and the other side looks like a paint splashed world filled with eccentric art. The floor is laden with pizza boxes, beer bottles litter all free space beds desks windowsills, furniture is covered with clothes, beds are covered with shoes and chaos is abundant. I stare at the typewriter and the blank white piece of paper and read again the explicit directions that I must compare and contrast to family members in a 2 page document. It’s March 2010 and I sit cross legged in the chair at the desk in dining room with my laptop on and gaze across to my living room. My sage green tall living room set has it cushions perfectly plumped and my oak coffee table has magazines in the corner (mostly Bean) all alphabetized, there is a rainbow swirled candle holder perfectly sitting in the middle. The rug is vacuumed and the stands and entertainment center perfectly arranged and pledged just today. There are no dishes, no bottles, no pizza boxes and everything is in its place. Now this is a contrast as I sit at my laptop watching the cursor blink against the white screen and I laugh as I type English 101. I review the examples and there is no words telling me to compare and contrast the two family members. I look up at the wall and laugh at the crazy paintings and fall out of the chair laughing because I know that giant peace sign is upstairs on the wall faded and framed now in a hand painted wooden frame. English 101 is it the same game with new rules for a new Cindy? Or is English 101 a new game for an old Cindy?
Contrast Essay Intro #1
It is the same task after all and it should be like riding a bike you climb back on and pedal away down the path. Sounds great but it seems the bike is familiar but the path has changed there are still mountains and valleys but the landscape is familiar for one second then an unknown alien like world the next minute. Taking English 101 is 1989 was a specific set of papers each defined in innate detail and taking English 101 in 2010 there are defined papers with innate details. The first set when I took English 101 in 1989 were type written double spaced on my typewriter and required precision to match a set of rules but lest you dare deviate for the subject or have an opinion or thought process that deviated from the norm then doom would befall you and most assuredly an F would be the result. Today in 2010 is no subject assigned and I’m pedaling up hill and have no brakes for the downhill slope. I’ve arrived on the alien landscape where I have to choose the subject and you want me to write about things I care about and have feelings about and I type them on a computer on a blog. I am allowed to have thoughts feelings and even mention controversial subjects and maybe even use language used out of the parlor. English 101 same subject to different worlds.
It is the same task after all and it should be like riding a bike you climb back on and pedal away down the path. Sounds great but it seems the bike is familiar but the path has changed there are still mountains and valleys but the landscape is familiar for one second then an unknown alien like world the next minute. Taking English 101 is 1989 was a specific set of papers each defined in innate detail and taking English 101 in 2010 there are defined papers with innate details. The first set when I took English 101 in 1989 were type written double spaced on my typewriter and required precision to match a set of rules but lest you dare deviate for the subject or have an opinion or thought process that deviated from the norm then doom would befall you and most assuredly an F would be the result. Today in 2010 is no subject assigned and I’m pedaling up hill and have no brakes for the downhill slope. I’ve arrived on the alien landscape where I have to choose the subject and you want me to write about things I care about and have feelings about and I type them on a computer on a blog. I am allowed to have thoughts feelings and even mention controversial subjects and maybe even use language used out of the parlor. English 101 same subject to different worlds.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Classification Essay Final Draft
The Three Beaners
I feel like I play roulette to earn a living. I’m super dedicated to my position and want to do a good job for the company because I believe in the products we sell. I know Bean products and I use them and I want others to have the opportunity to use a great product. I think you pay for quality and the majority of our stuff is excellent quality. I play roulette when I talk to the 3 types of people who buy and use our products and services. They are all customers and all an integral part of the whole pie though I think some take advantage of the system and have no scruples. Others are upstanding good citizens of earth and some are a little of both. So ring ring in my ear and the wheel is spinning what number will come up on the roulette wheel today.
The legitimizer…we love them. They have a legitimate problem the merchandise is the wrong size/color or we made an error which we occasionally do and we fix that error promptly. Or we guide them to different fit or different product. I love the legitimizer they are polite even when we make and error and know what they want. The want quality and are willing to pay for quality and are in my opinion the optimal customer.
Then there is the fisher….oh the fisher makes my head ache. They don’t know what they want what color would you get do you like this. You always say I like black and end it there if not you will describe for hours in detail 22 shades of pink. Oh please decide and call back but no I must guide them like a child to a decision while holding their hand. I smile and send them good loving thoughts while imagining them falling into a bottomless ravine in that mariner blue parka. Or there is the fisher who wants something but won’t ask they have buyer’s remorse and you have to coerce the reason for the call from their soul. If you don’t want it say so we will take it back that is what we do…we want you to be completely satisfied. The fisher is a middle customer they want quality but they are not always willing to pay for quality. They are willing to pay for quality 70% of the time so they are important too. The fisher needs to research what they want and if they don’t want it please send it back to us. We want you to be satisfied that is why we have the 100% satisfaction guarantee.
The 100 percent satisfaction guarantee I believe may eventually be our demise because it has created the ultimate evilone. The evilone you know them when they began to speak.. I bought these boots in 1955 and the sole is detaching and I want new ones. They are aggressive and usually threaten right from the beginning if they don’t get what they want they will need to speak to your supervisor. That is evilone speak for new free boots because they are not satisfied that the boots lasted 55 years and they don’t feel they got their monetary value from the product. The evilone breaks the blueberry dishes by dropping them from the cupboard and needs a new set and every year in August they call to get a new backpack because the one they bought last August didn’t hold up and they need the new color and design. They are the most dangerous of all customers because they believe in the brand and know we sell quality but they choose to abuse the system and try to get a free lunch or a free pair of boots over and over again with no tact. They know we will give them what they want as we stand behind the product because we are Bean. I try to educate the evil one and perhaps remind them of their conscience but it is just tolerated as noise as I speak.
I’m drowning in a pile of backpacks, old boots, and broken dishes, holding the hand of the fisher praying they choose before I push them down the ravine, and fixing things for the legitimizer hoping he has many friends that will call me back soon. I guess if old LL could sell 100 pair of boots the first year and get 99 back and survive then I will too. We must focus on the one in 99 because one customer at time builds a good reputation. I hope that one will tell their friends about their lovely experience with Bean. So every time you say LLBean how I may help you…you then wait with baited breath hoping one of the 99 friends comes up on my roulette wheel.
I feel like I play roulette to earn a living. I’m super dedicated to my position and want to do a good job for the company because I believe in the products we sell. I know Bean products and I use them and I want others to have the opportunity to use a great product. I think you pay for quality and the majority of our stuff is excellent quality. I play roulette when I talk to the 3 types of people who buy and use our products and services. They are all customers and all an integral part of the whole pie though I think some take advantage of the system and have no scruples. Others are upstanding good citizens of earth and some are a little of both. So ring ring in my ear and the wheel is spinning what number will come up on the roulette wheel today.
The legitimizer…we love them. They have a legitimate problem the merchandise is the wrong size/color or we made an error which we occasionally do and we fix that error promptly. Or we guide them to different fit or different product. I love the legitimizer they are polite even when we make and error and know what they want. The want quality and are willing to pay for quality and are in my opinion the optimal customer.
Then there is the fisher….oh the fisher makes my head ache. They don’t know what they want what color would you get do you like this. You always say I like black and end it there if not you will describe for hours in detail 22 shades of pink. Oh please decide and call back but no I must guide them like a child to a decision while holding their hand. I smile and send them good loving thoughts while imagining them falling into a bottomless ravine in that mariner blue parka. Or there is the fisher who wants something but won’t ask they have buyer’s remorse and you have to coerce the reason for the call from their soul. If you don’t want it say so we will take it back that is what we do…we want you to be completely satisfied. The fisher is a middle customer they want quality but they are not always willing to pay for quality. They are willing to pay for quality 70% of the time so they are important too. The fisher needs to research what they want and if they don’t want it please send it back to us. We want you to be satisfied that is why we have the 100% satisfaction guarantee.
The 100 percent satisfaction guarantee I believe may eventually be our demise because it has created the ultimate evilone. The evilone you know them when they began to speak.. I bought these boots in 1955 and the sole is detaching and I want new ones. They are aggressive and usually threaten right from the beginning if they don’t get what they want they will need to speak to your supervisor. That is evilone speak for new free boots because they are not satisfied that the boots lasted 55 years and they don’t feel they got their monetary value from the product. The evilone breaks the blueberry dishes by dropping them from the cupboard and needs a new set and every year in August they call to get a new backpack because the one they bought last August didn’t hold up and they need the new color and design. They are the most dangerous of all customers because they believe in the brand and know we sell quality but they choose to abuse the system and try to get a free lunch or a free pair of boots over and over again with no tact. They know we will give them what they want as we stand behind the product because we are Bean. I try to educate the evil one and perhaps remind them of their conscience but it is just tolerated as noise as I speak.
I’m drowning in a pile of backpacks, old boots, and broken dishes, holding the hand of the fisher praying they choose before I push them down the ravine, and fixing things for the legitimizer hoping he has many friends that will call me back soon. I guess if old LL could sell 100 pair of boots the first year and get 99 back and survive then I will too. We must focus on the one in 99 because one customer at time builds a good reputation. I hope that one will tell their friends about their lovely experience with Bean. So every time you say LLBean how I may help you…you then wait with baited breath hoping one of the 99 friends comes up on my roulette wheel.
Outro Classification Essay
I’m drowning in a pile of backpacks, old boots, and broken dishes, holding the hand of the fisher praying they choose before I push them down the ravine, and fixing things for the legitimizer hoping he has many friends that will call me back soon. I guess if old LL could sell 100 pair of boots the first year and get 99 back and survive then I will too. We must focus on the one in 99 because one customer at time builds a good reputation. I hope that one will tell their friends about their lovely experience with Bean. So every time you say LLBean how I may help you….you then wait with baited breath hoping one of the 99 friends comes up on my roulette wheel.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Intro to Classification Essay//Intro #2
The 3 Beaners.....
The legitimizer…we love them. They have a legitimate problem the merchandise is the wrong size/color or we made an error which we occasionally do and we fix that error promptly. Or we guide them to different fit or different product. I love the legitimizer they are polite even when we make and error and know what they want. Then there is the fisher….oh the fisher makes my head ache. They don’t know what they want what color would you get.. do you like this. You always say I like black end it there if not you will describe for hours in detail 22 shades of pink. Oh please decide and call back but no I must guide them like a child to a decision while holding their hand. I smile and send them good loving thoughts while imagining them falling into a bottomless ravine in that mariner blue parka. Or there is the fisher who wants something but won’t ask they have buyer’s remorse and you have to coerce the reason for the call from their soul. If you don’t want it say so we will take it back that is what we do…we want you to be completely satisfied. The 100 percent satisfaction guarantee I believe may eventually be our demise because it has created the ultimate evilone. The evilone you know them when they began to speak I bought these boots in 1955 and the sole is detaching and I want new ones. They are aggressive and usually threaten right from the beginning if they don’t get what they want they will need to speak to your supervisor. That is evilone speak for new free boots because they are not satisfied that the boots lasted 55 years and they don’t feel they got their monetary value from the product. The evilone breaks the blueberry dishes by dropping them from the cupboard and needs a new set and every year in August they call to get a new backpack because the one they bought last August didn’t hold up and of course they need the new color and design. So I’m drowning in a pile of backpacks old boots and broken dishes, holding the hand of the fisher praying they choose before I push them down the ravine in the sugarplum pink parka, and fixing things for the legitimizer hoping he has many friends that will call me back soon. So every time you say Bean how may I help you…you then wait with baited breath to see who you have caught on your line.
The legitimizer…we love them. They have a legitimate problem the merchandise is the wrong size/color or we made an error which we occasionally do and we fix that error promptly. Or we guide them to different fit or different product. I love the legitimizer they are polite even when we make and error and know what they want. Then there is the fisher….oh the fisher makes my head ache. They don’t know what they want what color would you get.. do you like this. You always say I like black end it there if not you will describe for hours in detail 22 shades of pink. Oh please decide and call back but no I must guide them like a child to a decision while holding their hand. I smile and send them good loving thoughts while imagining them falling into a bottomless ravine in that mariner blue parka. Or there is the fisher who wants something but won’t ask they have buyer’s remorse and you have to coerce the reason for the call from their soul. If you don’t want it say so we will take it back that is what we do…we want you to be completely satisfied. The 100 percent satisfaction guarantee I believe may eventually be our demise because it has created the ultimate evilone. The evilone you know them when they began to speak I bought these boots in 1955 and the sole is detaching and I want new ones. They are aggressive and usually threaten right from the beginning if they don’t get what they want they will need to speak to your supervisor. That is evilone speak for new free boots because they are not satisfied that the boots lasted 55 years and they don’t feel they got their monetary value from the product. The evilone breaks the blueberry dishes by dropping them from the cupboard and needs a new set and every year in August they call to get a new backpack because the one they bought last August didn’t hold up and of course they need the new color and design. So I’m drowning in a pile of backpacks old boots and broken dishes, holding the hand of the fisher praying they choose before I push them down the ravine in the sugarplum pink parka, and fixing things for the legitimizer hoping he has many friends that will call me back soon. So every time you say Bean how may I help you…you then wait with baited breath to see who you have caught on your line.
Classification Essay Intro 1
The ones who come dressed in the fanciest non functional outfits and could walk the runway in NY Fashion Week. This creature usually comes to decorate the place which is good since their outfits would not function while lifting weights or running. They are extremely social and flitter to and fro and often don’t use equipment. The hard core beasts are on a mission and use the most equipment and change as the needs or their bodies and goals change. They are training for something or working toward a goal of gaining mass or losing weight. They are extremely focused creatures. These creatures have the least fashion forward outfits are usually soaked in sweat and work to exhaustion and are constantly monitoring their watches. Then there is the habitual healthy creature. They have fashion that matches their needs. The come Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 6pm if it’s a rain, sleet or hail. They come whatever the season and no matter what events have affected their lives. This is their slot their time to work out and you can set a clock by them and they will arrive and leave as if punching an imaginary time clock. They are the people who believe you must exercise 3 times a week and do not deviate from their routine. Please don’t be using their bike at 20 min past the hour or they stand bewildered if their order is altered. They are creatures of habit and don’t often deviate. All three of these types of creatures reside in your gym habitat. The next time you are doing reps or running look around and see if you can find them.
The ones who come dressed in the fanciest non functional outfits and could walk the runway in NY Fashion Week. This creature usually comes to decorate the place which is good since their outfits would not function while lifting weights or running. They are extremely social and flitter to and fro and often don’t use equipment. The hard core beasts are on a mission and use the most equipment and change as the needs or their bodies and goals change. They are training for something or working toward a goal of gaining mass or losing weight. They are extremely focused creatures. These creatures have the least fashion forward outfits are usually soaked in sweat and work to exhaustion and are constantly monitoring their watches. Then there is the habitual healthy creature. They have fashion that matches their needs. The come Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 6pm if it’s a rain, sleet or hail. They come whatever the season and no matter what events have affected their lives. This is their slot their time to work out and you can set a clock by them and they will arrive and leave as if punching an imaginary time clock. They are the people who believe you must exercise 3 times a week and do not deviate from their routine. Please don’t be using their bike at 20 min past the hour or they stand bewildered if their order is altered. They are creatures of habit and don’t often deviate. All three of these types of creatures reside in your gym habitat. The next time you are doing reps or running look around and see if you can find them.
Graf #9
I’m more nervous about the classification essay then I was the cause essay. I’m not a natural sorter and maybe I like things mixed more together but I will give it my best shot. I really thought the snakes, snails, and puppy dog tails was funny. I could relate to the 3 types of fans and had the unfortunate experience of living with one once and I could really hear her voice and commiserate with her pain. I was a fan of the fish story because I really felt a connection and he kept you interested you were little hooked to see what was on the end of that line. I was ready faster to get to the end hoping for a salmon. I have been a telemarketer and understand the horror and I loved it when people asked me for my home number because I knew they would call me. I always gave them a number for the local anger management center. The description was good and you could easily follow the action is she moved through the lists of contacts. I thought giving the bugs a life of their own gave the piece humor and it was cute. I thought the dirt road was harder for me to follow as I wasn’t as hooked but maybe I just couldn’t relate personally and I’m always more drawn to something I can put in to perspective of my knowledge or world. I think the hardest thing about writing these is being true to you as a writer but writing in such a way to keep the readers interest and somehow have it apply to their own perspective on life. I’m off to classify and hopefully hook you in to my world in a way that will relate to yours.
I’m more nervous about the classification essay then I was the cause essay. I’m not a natural sorter and maybe I like things mixed more together but I will give it my best shot. I really thought the snakes, snails, and puppy dog tails was funny. I could relate to the 3 types of fans and had the unfortunate experience of living with one once and I could really hear her voice and commiserate with her pain. I was a fan of the fish story because I really felt a connection and he kept you interested you were little hooked to see what was on the end of that line. I was ready faster to get to the end hoping for a salmon. I have been a telemarketer and understand the horror and I loved it when people asked me for my home number because I knew they would call me. I always gave them a number for the local anger management center. The description was good and you could easily follow the action is she moved through the lists of contacts. I thought giving the bugs a life of their own gave the piece humor and it was cute. I thought the dirt road was harder for me to follow as I wasn’t as hooked but maybe I just couldn’t relate personally and I’m always more drawn to something I can put in to perspective of my knowledge or world. I think the hardest thing about writing these is being true to you as a writer but writing in such a way to keep the readers interest and somehow have it apply to their own perspective on life. I’m off to classify and hopefully hook you in to my world in a way that will relate to yours.
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