“Each problem that I solved became a rule which served afterwards to solve other problems.” –Rene Descartes
[Let me start by thanking the six steady readers of this blog. Thank you, thank you, thank you!]
I sent a post to an event’s thread saying I was interested in find a roommate who already had a room. I made what I thought was a witty and brilliant comment: quiet, neat, doesn’t snore and my shots were up to date. I was chatting with someone a bit later. They commented that perhaps I inadvertently offended prospective roomies and perhaps my comment was a tad to dry for most tastes.
I thought about it, re-read my post, and realized their comment had merit. If I miss out on half-priced accommodations, then so be it. The post is out there. I do not regret my choice of words; they speak to who I am. However, who I am may be a bit lighter in the wallet because if no one replies, then I’ll have to secure accommodations for the full price. Overall this is such a minuscule problem compared to other problems one has to deal with in life.
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