My wife has Wednesdays off, so I asked her if she would be willing to go pick up my textbook for my class that starts on the 5th. She met me at work to take me to lunch on her way over and we had an interesting “interview” on what school supplies I wanted, too.
“I don’t know,” was my typical guy answer. I hadn’t really thought of it yet, which is very standard practice for me. Thursday would arrive and I’d realize that I needed to go to the campus bookstore on my way to class or something. It happened every semester before. I remember buying scantrons for my community college exam one night 5 minutes before the bookstore closed on my first exam night. That’s Jesse for you.
Here is one of the reasons why I love my wife so much ->
I was sitting at work wondering if she was finally going to be able to find me a school bag that didn’t look like a purse. It is also ridiculous to lug around a backpack for one stinking book. Backpacks are soooo 1997. She found a perfect YAK PAK commuter bag that is just big enough for one or two textbooks, a notepad, and a folder. I slung it over my shoulder and it felt snug around my back for those long campus walks that USF has. I looked at the tag and saw that it is touted as a Booklyn, NY bag. That was enough for me. She knew that, too, of course. What makes it even better is this particular model seems to be a special college edition available only to college campus Barnes & Noble stores, because it’s not on the company site or the B&N site. Cool.
What I did not expect was a great school shirt. It reminded me of the time in Gilmore Girls when Rory visited Yale and changed her mind to not go to Harvard and her mom bought all that Yale stuff. I am pretty pumped, as you can tell.
I have decided to take Tony D. Clark’s advice to get a notepad for my pocket for jotting down things that pop into my crazy head before they vanish forever, never to be thought of again. What I haven’t decided on is which Moleskine is better: Moleskine Reporter Pad or Moleskine Small Pad. Once I have that figured out, I’m all set.
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