What I don't understand is why some poeple have this great quality called common sense, and others do not. Like, there has to be some sort of pattern. Today I will explore this topic, and, like my highly advanced QRMS class is teaching me, I will look for a pattern that might lead to some sort of formula.

Okay here are a are some scenarios I know of where people do or do not have common sense. Each scenario will begin with a code that notes wether they have it or not. It will look like this:



CS= Common Sense
NCS= No Common Sense
F= Fool. I needed something to denote the people who are so ridiculous they are unclassifiable into common sense or no common sense.


1. The lady with a thick accent who left me a voicemail this morning at 5:55 am looking for Sophia. After she leaves the message, which is a marvel since my voicemail states quite clearly that this is ANNIE BARR, she calls me again. Naturally, I am awake from the first call so I answer, "Hebbo?" through my congested nose and she STILL doesn't realize this is the seriously wrong number. Finally I have to inform her that she has reached the wrong party, so I politely (ok, that is giving myself too much credit: 5:55 am + wrong number + head cold = NOT POLITE) I very inpolitely say, "look hearb, I thigg you hab' the wrogg nubber!" And a dial tone immediately follows. Actually, a dial tone didn't follow because I was on my cell phone--have you ever noticed how in movies they use a dial tone to indicate the end of a call, even if they are cell phones. News alert: cell phones don't have dial tones. For the lady who mistakedly called Sophia on my phone this morning at 5:55 am: NCS.

2. Brooke getting a job because she releazies that any day now she could be cut off from the Rents, or rather, the Mother. And for getting a job that conveniently lends itself to being hit on, I offer a strong: CS.

3. One of my roomates threw my clean clothes on my bedroom floor, leaving them victim to wrinkles and dirtiness. okay, I realize the severity of my offense of leaving them in the dryer but seriously, could this person not make the extra 4.5 steps to my bed and deposit them there?? Think about it: NCS.

4. Last weekend my parents officially lost it and went to--brace yourself--a motorcycle swap meet. This marks the official beginning of their membership in the world of parents who think they are cool and don't have kids around to remind them what they look like anymore. Really my words cannot explain. Which is why I have posted for your convenience and understanding pictures to illustrate my point.








I have nothing to show for my years of hard work. Really, I tried to make them cool, but they resisted. And now that I am gone this is the backlash. I mean really, my parents spent an entire Saturday at this event and came out with that. Next time you are having a rough day I want you to remember these images, and be thankful that at least your parents aren't tearing apart the front range on a motorcycle wearing a jacket like that. Okay, for my parents' exciting new purchase and complete lack of fashion savy sense: F.


Does anyone see a pattern to the gift of common sense, I don't. Actually, maybe there is one but I can't think about it, right now I need to go into mourning for loss of my parents' sanity...