minor annoyances at work 



today was probably the most annoying that i have had (this time around, that is,) at the place that must not be named; Δ was ill so ___ and i bore the whole brunt of a lot of, shall we say, stuff for a couple hours. it is, i say, very difficult to be a counterperson and cashier and print out multitudes of obstreperous files. i made a couple of mistakes, entirely my fault. it was an annoying day. but i left on time. i left on time.

'and that has made all the difference.'

 

The Road Not Taken


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

 Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
 

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
 
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
 

Robert Frost (1874–1963). 

Posted: Fri - October 22, 2004 at 03:40 PM             |

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