{"id":5695,"date":"2017-06-05T23:57:55","date_gmt":"2017-06-06T06:57:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/of.jennism.com\/?p=5695"},"modified":"2017-06-06T00:01:25","modified_gmt":"2017-06-06T07:01:25","slug":"a-pervasive-bad-mood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/of.jennism.com\/?p=5695","title":{"rendered":"A pervasive bad mood"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote class=\"twitter-tweet\" data-lang=\"en\">\n<p lang=\"en\" dir=\"ltr\">Didn&#39;t realize that being almost hit by a car while crossing the street would result in a pervasive bad mood <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/hashtag\/sigh?src=hash\">#sigh<\/a> <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/hashtag\/ihadthewalksignal?src=hash\">#ihadthewalksignal<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&mdash; Jennifer Ng (@jennism) <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/jennism\/status\/871839539794280448\">June 5, 2017<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><script async src=\"\/\/platform.twitter.com\/widgets.js\" charset=\"utf-8\"><\/script><\/p>\n<p>It all started with that.  I was crossing the street when a car making a left turn went at full speed.  I stared at it, willing the driver to see me.  But in sudden fear, I hesitated in the crosswalk so if the car did get that close, I would still be standing.  And it did stop, like out of a heart attack.  I raised my hand in a fist, an imaginary punch in the air.<\/p>\n<p>And that&#8217;s how the bad mood in the afternoon started.<\/p>\n<p>The night before, I had dreamt being in stuck in a world of Gilead like that of Margaret Atwood&#8217;s Handmaid&#8217;s Tale.  &#8220;My nightmare was worse!&#8221; I complained when Chris told me that his nightmare was about cinder blocks falling on him and injuring him.  &#8220;It&#8217;s not the same, because you&#8217;re a guy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I guess so,&#8221; he said.<\/p>\n<p>I had begun the day worried that my friend wasn&#8217;t sleeping well and that Chris needed to wake up.  I woke up suddenly 8 minutes to 6 am wondering why the room was filled with light and realized that the sun rises early.  But all was well.  I looked at the time and willed myself back to sleep.<\/p>\n<p>And back into the mind trying to recover from the nightmare.<\/p>\n<p>But then all was well.  I made a smoothie by pitting cherries (found a technique on the internet to use the pastry tip to remove the seeds), lime, banana, some lactose-free milk, and three ice cubes.  Then a dash of chia seeds at the end for a bit of crunch.  Two pint glasses full later, I finally then made a lunch of the remaining bbq.  Half of a corn cob.  A sausage.  Then I cut up two tomatoes and harvested a pinch of cilantro leaves.<\/p>\n<p>I felt slightly irritated that little buggies were now roaming around my little garden.  I moved the plants away from each other and put them in the sun on the counter.<\/p>\n<p>Then I washed the dishes, returning to my desk.  That&#8217;s when my alarm went off reminding me of the coffee I had set up at 1pm.  On the way, that&#8217;s how I nearly was in a traffic accident.<\/p>\n<p>And that&#8217;s when the bad mood peaked.<\/p>\n<p>Unfortunately one of the first comments made during the coffee meeting was an admiration of Apple&#8217;s &#8220;consistency&#8221; and its incredible design.  Great branding and marketing made consumers feel like Apple is the best at design.  And yet&#8230;is it?  It&#8217;s one of my disliked subjects to discuss in design, because it&#8217;s about pure admiration and perfection, rather than what works in terms of the user experience.<\/p>\n<p>But then I talked about the bad mood.  And soon I felt better.  Because it was pushed aside.  It doesn&#8217;t rest inside me.  It&#8217;s beyond me.  At least for now.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Didn&#39;t realize that being almost hit by a car while crossing the street would result in a pervasive bad mood #sigh #ihadthewalksignal &mdash; Jennifer Ng (@jennism) June 5, 2017 It all started with that. 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