Horoscopic
So I called Mom. Hey, I get along fine with my mother, thank you very much! Plus, she starts to get flustered if I don't call her every week or so.
I told her all about my horoscope bet, and she laughed and laughed. She agrees with me, horoscopes are bunk. But she also pointed out that, just by trying to follow a horoscope prediction, I'm lending power to the belief in them. Mom can be smart that way.
She's right. What am I thinking, trying to slavishly play along with something I don't even believe in? Even if the Leo prediction comes true, what will that prove? That I'm gullible enough to skip work just to conform to it. Way to go, Paige.
No more of this. I had my fun and got a day off, but starting tomorrow, I'm going to focus on work and ignore Shirley and her silliness. I'm a woman of the new millennium and that glass ceiling isn't going to break itself!
Sayonara, horoscopes! I wash my hands of you.
I told her all about my horoscope bet, and she laughed and laughed. She agrees with me, horoscopes are bunk. But she also pointed out that, just by trying to follow a horoscope prediction, I'm lending power to the belief in them. Mom can be smart that way.
She's right. What am I thinking, trying to slavishly play along with something I don't even believe in? Even if the Leo prediction comes true, what will that prove? That I'm gullible enough to skip work just to conform to it. Way to go, Paige.
No more of this. I had my fun and got a day off, but starting tomorrow, I'm going to focus on work and ignore Shirley and her silliness. I'm a woman of the new millennium and that glass ceiling isn't going to break itself!
Sayonara, horoscopes! I wash my hands of you.
