McDonald's

Every day for the last two weeks, I have been going to McDonald's with a friend so that we would win more McDonald's. Since it is a one in four chance of winning, the more we show up to buy something, the more we will win (in our messed up logic). Right after we ordered, we put our stickers on the Monopoly board, and we realized we had all three green stickers on the board. We were so excited because that meant we were going to get a car. We celebrated by eating our McDonald's and we noticed we were running late. We said we would keep the board safe so we could get our car later, and we went off. We started calling everyone we knew, saying we won the car in McDonald's Monopoly, and we kept looking at the board, fantasizing about our new car. We kept calling people as we walked back, and we started making deals: when we could use the car, who would it stay with and when, etc. After we called everyone who would have cared, we couldn't believe it, we won the car. It was worth it, all the money we have spent at McDonald's, all the time waiting in line, how bad all the McDonald's was for us, all the times we were late because we were eating McDonald's, for today. We were going to be late for our class after lunch, but we won a car! We started reading the rules on how to earn your winnings. It was all straight forward. You have to be over eighteen to collect your winnings, and you have to answer a math question to get it. We were having a little party walking down the street, congratulating ourselves for winning a car because we went to McDonald's every day. Then I took one last look at the board before we put it in our locker so no one could take it. I saw one of the board places twice. We put the sticker in the wrong place, so we didn't win the car. We called everybody again, telling them we didn't actually win the car, and we apologized for the false alarm. We walked slowly into our classes, heads hung low, with the reason we walked in late was because we almost won a car.

I hate cars now.

Too Much Information

For those who don't know what MSIP is, it is a class where you have one hour to work on school work. You can also use travel passes to travel to other rooms in the school. The library is one of them. One of the things that the library asks you to do is to put a specific goal at the bottom of your travel pass. They give you room for five words, so I left it blank. The librarian didn't like that. She came up to me while I was working and said I needed to fill that part out for next time.

Instead, I wrote a word document containing 1 600 words and stapled it onto my travel pass.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/15c5fDlXJJEgrLbkfLQGAKwNtbBqxbdxreF5vx3mK7HM/edit


Her reaction to seeing this essay was priceless. I watched as she read it. Her initial reaction was confusion: Why is there a 3 paged essay attached to this travel pass? As she read it she started to laugh at it. Then she started writing on it. What in the world would she be writing on my essay?

When I first wrote it, I thought she would say something like "that's too much, write less for your specific goal." Then after I saw her reading it and writing on in, I thought she would be correcting my grammar. Here's what she wrote instead:

Well... that's a lot of goals! I Hope Robot unicorn Attack won't take too long. Ah, facebook, the scourge of a generation.

And I even got a gold star sticker attached to my essay.