Do you know when the games are on, especially games against rivals or games in your city if you live away from your hometown?
Do you set aside time to watch the games on TV at least for 10% of the games?
Do you know at least 3 starting players and one bench player on the team?
Does your team’s winning or losing make you unusually emotional?
Have you cried when your team lost a major game (even if only a little bit?)
Do you prioritize watching post-season or play-off games over all other activities?
Have you been a fan consistently and without even one year off during losing seasons?
Have you not switched loyalties for reasons of team competitiveness?
Have you not switched loyalties even though you have moved to another city, state, or country?
Do you own at least one t-shirt, sweatshirt, mug or keychain with your team’s logo on it?
Have you been to at least one game for your team in the last two years?
Does it feel wrong to own or wear clothes that support another team?
If you can answer yes to all of the above then congratulations, you are a "real" true fan of your team. If not, then sorry, you are not. It’s that simple. If you want to become an almost real fan, you can make up for most of the rules but not rules 7, 8, and 9. That’s alright though. Your team can still use your support. Just don’t pretend that you are a mega fan. Nobody likes a wannabe. True fandom is an earned privilege, not an occasional right.
Most of us work hard at what we do and many of us take satisfaction in doing our jobs. But every day I see society honor only a select subset of professions with extreme reverence and it’s getting a bit annoying. Apparently, some professions deserve holidays while others don’t even deserve a minute’s thought. Of course, jobs whose practitioners put their life on the line deserve extra support and honor. But for those professions whose practitioners don’t put their life at stake shouldn’t be put on more of a pedestal. It’s not that they don’t deserve to be honored and respected, but so does everyone else that does a hard day’s work in a way that contributes to society. They all do things that keep the gears of our society and economy turning. They enable other people to get their jobs done, survive, be healthy, be entertained and to lead happy lives.
In the immortal words of Whitney Houston, “the children are our future;” parents and teachers are important in getting kids educated and started on the right path. But what extra credit do the engineers who design the computers they use and the manufacturing workers who build the school buses get? None.
As I’ve written before, the internet is amazing. It informs us thereby making us smarter, connects us, entertains us and so much more. But I’m noticing that it also spoils us. Once our internet connection is presumably established through WiFi, (often free WiFi,) we expect everything that comes to our screen to be free and with no strings attached. Maybe I’m just getting old, but it’s becoming annoying. In the past, I’ve defended Gen X and Gen Y as not being selfish and I believe the same applies to Millennials. In the online interactive world, every generation feels entitled. When it comes to websites and apps, of which 98% are free, we have little right to complain.
Of course, when a website or app decides to charge for its content, web users complain because they expect it to be free. In a way, this is understandable. The content providers themselves have created this expectation of “complimentary’ism” since they started giving it all away for no money a long time ago. (Ask the newspaper companies if this was a good idea.) But that still leaves 98% of websites and apps that we can use or download for free. Despite the fact that many of these interactive websites and apps, (or W&A’s as I will call them,) lose money, we tend to forget that they are supposed to be businesses. Why would anybody start something up that’s expensive unless they can make money off of it?
Happy New Year plus one week after the long hiatus here at Things I’ve Noticed. Sorry to make you miss by blog posts. With Christmas being over and people coming to grips with the presents they’ve received, I just want to say don’t feel like you have to return any of your presents by falling for “receiver’s remorse” (or buyer’s remorse if you bought yourself a present.) Supposed happiness experts are tell us, “Buy experiences, not things.” That’s an oversimplification, not good advice. I would say buy experiences and buy fewer things, ones that make you happy and lead to experiences you enjoy.
Most things we buy create immersions in the moment that we enjoy. I bought specific speakers for my stereo because they sound great (to me) and they repeatedly create a wonderful musical listening experience. Objects continually create experiences until they break or age beyond their functional life. That’s value! I am particular about the cars I drive because to me, driving is about the experience and the feel of the vehicle that I encounter nearly every day. A vacation or a zip-lining experience is a one-and-done affair. Objects can make part of each day a mini-vacation whereas you can only go on a real vacation every so often. We have limited time and budgets. It’s not about the ownership of the item, but to get repeated experiences from an object requires ownership. For instance, I can’t rent the same bicycle 30 times a year. Ironically, memorable experiences can lead to the purchase of souvenirs or the creation of photographs, even if only stored on a hard drive.
full first name is Atul (pronounced Uh-tool with no accent on any syllable.) It’s not a nickname. It’s not shortened. It’s Indian and I’m proud of it. It’s only 4 letters and 2 syllables yet many
people have a problem with it. They
often see it or hear, don’t recognize it and then proceed to guess at what it
should be (as if reading 4 letters is difficult.) Even worse, they figure out that it sounds
like “a tool,” and get that smirk and snicker because they think it’s
funny. They’re thinking “you’re a
tool.” Turns out I’m not. Do they think they’re going to make me like
them more by trying to make fun of my name? What people don’t realize is that even with
English-acceptable names, there are many that sound like other words. We have just learned to accept them without
thinking twice. To show the ridiculousness
of people making fun of my name and other foreign ones, I have listed some
common names that sound like other words and some equally asinine comments that
could be used in response to their names…
- Matt You must enjoy getting stepped on when people walk in the door. - John You’re named after a toilet - Sandy Were you at the beach lately? - Chuck What do you throw, rocks - Dick You are a jerk aren’t you? - Randy Don’t get fresh with me
First of all, sorry that it has
been months since the last blog post.
I’m sure two or three of you are going through withdrawal. I started a new job, moved, and life got
busy. It won’t happen again.. at least
not for a couple of months.
may not realize it but right now, I am with you in a way… thanks to the
internet. I can communicate with you
without being in the same room. Books do
the same thing but the interweb takes it to a whole other level. I’ve said before that I love the internet,
think it’s making us all smarter.
But I’m realizing that it’s making us lazier and less alive in some
ways. It’s replacing many aspects of our
lives. The internet helps us find
information in a second. It entertains
us, allows us to socialize, helps us do things like pay bills, shop and find
recipes, news, and weather. We even
experience events or places through the internet. We can now interact with our homes and cars
through the internet thousands of miles away.
Basically, the internet is allowing us to do more and more of the things
that make us modern-day humans, and it’s kind of sad. Smart phones and tablet computers only
exacerbate the problem. We’re becoming “interbeings.” We live much of our lives through the internet. One day when they develop technology to hook
up our brains to it, we won’t need our bodies.
just as guilty and perhaps more guilty than the next person of living part of
my life through my computer screen and keyboard. I have become adept at getting things done
on-line. It makes my life more efficient. Why write a check, address and stamp an
envelope, put it in the mailbox when I can set up automatic on-line payments
straight from my checking account? Why
go to the mall to buy something if within a few keystrokes and clicks, I can
have it delivered straight to my door?
It doesn’t make sense to go manual when we are all so busy and when the
busyness of so many jobs and family lives gives us barely a second to spare.