Me: High, Low
You: Huh???
Me: Well, it's that time of the day when you tell your Highs - the best part of your day and your Lows - the worst part of your day.
You: O--kay ... you start.
Me: So the taxi I rode this morning was odd.
You: What the hell did the taxi driver do to you?
Me: Hey, chill. This is actually my High.
You: Okay. Go on.
Me: The taxi driver used another route to my work. It took a few minutes longer and five peso higher than the usual.
You: So, how did that become a high?
Me: He took the road less traveled.
You: And?
Me: And when I passed by the different route, I realized something.
You: Go on ...
Me: The new route was fresh. Different. Broke the monotony.
You: So are you saying that your life is monotonous?
Me: Not really. I just thought that I should take the road less traveled. Literally and figuratively.
You: Only you can make a more expensive taxi ride into a high. Let's hear your low.
Me: I was 5 minutes late for a meeting. It's the printer's fault.
You: What did the printer do this time?
Me: Some sort of paper jam. It destroyed all the paper I fed. I wasted a lot of paper ... and time.
You: Your office has other printers, right? Or you could have called the tech.
Me: Well, I was giving it a chance to redeem itself. I thought I had enough time.
You: Haha. So that's a low, huh?
Me: Yah. Imagine all those paper wasted. And I made some people wait for me.
You: Well that would not have happened if you just used another printer.
Me: Well, I realized it too late. Gave it too many chances but it still destroyed every paper. That's why it's my Low. Hey, your turn.
You: Let's see. I had some lows. Small lows.
Me: Let's hear them.
You: Couldn't have a decent breakfast. Turned out the bread in the pantry was expired. Had lunch quite late. I didn't notice the time. Traffic jam going home. I guess I should find a road less traveled.
Me: Tough day, huh?
You: Nah, nothing I can't handle. All good. Someone once told me that I should not make frivolous stuff destroy my day.
Me: Wow, you remember frivolous!
You: I remember all your crazy words.
Me: Good. Now, let's hear your High.
You: This.
Me: This?
You: Yeh, this. Ending my day with this. With you. You're the monotony I would never want to break.
Me: Excuse me! I'm not monotonous.
You: Haha. Yeh, I know.
