Randoms & Ramblings: Week of November 17

**This is a new series I'm developing for the ole blog. I find that most of my interesting tidbits are mere blurbs and not full posts. Look for one weekly (in addition to the 8 thousand posts I'm delinquent on about camping, sushi class, moving, my new job, the marathon. . . obv it goes without saying, I've been a bit too busy to post!)**

- So I was walking down a street in Soho this weekend (after going to the Moss sample sale and being thirty seconds too late to score a $50 Cycloc. CRAP!), and some dude with a clipboard approached me. I was skeptical and then almost laughed my butt off when he said they had filmed me walking down the street and wanted to get my release to use it on a TV show. What TV show, you ask? The Hills on MTV. I'll tell Lauren Conrad you said 'sup.'

- This was only my second time ever doing it, but there's nothing better and more New York-y than running over the Brooklyn Bridge (or walking for that matter). I heart it so much and it brings back memories of my high school NYC field trip (oh and when Miranda and Steve reunited in the Sex in the City movie too, OF COURSE!). There was a crazy high school marching band playing on this particular Sunday morning. But I find not too much strikes me as odd in NYC any longer.

- Speaking of something that isn't as odd as it sounds. . . so I was on the subway on Saturday afternoon when a group of 5 men boarded. The one comes straight to me and declares very loudly "Miss. My brotha fell in love with you the second he boarded this train. Can we dedicate this song to you?" I just laughed. He turned to his "brotha" and said "She said its OK, man. She said its OK." To which I declared "Uh. . . I don't think I actually said anything." He was a little thrown off his routine until I said "I'm just kidding. Its OK." And they continued on to sing a very lovely barbershop song and give me a nice fist-bump . . . they were pretty good too. They better have been though because I was obviously obliged to give them a dollar since it was dedicated to me. That was just sneaky trickery.

- And speaking of TRAINS (sheesh, I should be a broadcast journalist with my lead-ins, eh?), I was wondering this morning on the F train: those people you see that are asleep on the train (like 20% of commuters) — don't they have somewhere to be at a certain time?!? Aren't they totally freaked out that they'll miss their stop?!?

- And lastly. . . my week's revelation. I have a serious obsession with Asians (pears, that is). Damn, that must have been the fruit someone was eating when the term "nature's candy" was coined. Thank you DBOX for buying fresh fruit every week. And thank you Asians. You make a helluva pear.

Good Fortunes and Gross Lunches

My fortune in my fortune cookie today says "YOU HAVE MADE A BRILLIANT CHOICE TODAY".

I'm going to wager a guess that this brilliance was NOT my choice of lunch options... I kinda feel like I'm going to be sick from that meal.

My iPhone Debacle

Okay... so no fancypants new iPhone for me just yet. Even though I specifically told the AT&T agent at the Boylston Street store two months ago when I got my crap replacement phone (for the other phone I had accidentally spilled an entire bottle of sparkling water on), that I would be purchasing the new iPhone. And I specifically even asked if I should just get their cheapest phone without renewing my contract so I could make use of any possible deals... he, of course, explained that if I renewed my contract right then I would get $50 off the cheapy phone whereas there will be no discount with contract on the iPhone anyhow.

Shame on him...
- iPhone with new contract = $199
- iPhone with an upgraded contract (basically a new contract for those who aren't eligible) = $399
- Melissa's due-date for being eligible for the $199 price = September 30, 2008.

I get great actual coverage with AT&T but, as usual, the actual customer service part = sucky. I find that after about 5 years with them, the Boylston Street store agents are particularly bad and unknowledgable.

Sorry for the griping blog... I really hate posting complaints but this incident just really got my goat (whatever that means... I've never fully understood that expression).

Ladies... what is with all the D-R-A-M-A!?

So a week ago... after almost 100 runs logged on my ipod, I decided to change the voice that tells me my mileage, pace, etc from a man's to woman's. I've been running with this little man in my earbuds for more than a year and just wanted to change things up and make a new friend.

However, ever since I changed this setting, my iPod has been totally fickle. Its set to display in miles but the voice tells me the kilometers instead. I set it for a 3-mile run and suddenly it wants me to do a 10-miler.

So last night... I changed it back to a male voice. And its working just fine again.

He simple tells me the stats I ask for and doesn't change my requested workout.

What is with women and their unnecessary drama?! *sigh*