Doing Things Alone Isn't The End Of The World

Doing Things Alone Isn't The End Of The World

Get out of your comfort zone, and experience your own life.
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I love being alone, and doing things alone has given me a confidence that I never had when I worried about who would want to spend time with me. Of course, this doesn’t mean that spending time with people and having healthy relationships aren’t important, because they are.

My first sense of being content with being alone was my first semester of college. I graduated from a small high school and then went right to classes at a large community college. It was weird to know that a lot of my friends from high school were also there, but I didn’t see them ever. For me, making friends at a community college was tricky, and kind of pointless. I didn’t move away and I didn’t have to start with a blank canvas because I still lived in the same town as all my friends, we saw each other less, but we were all still there. So, I didn’t even try to make friends. There was no need. So, I spent four semesters absentmindedly building my confidence around being alone.

I ate alone, I studied alone, I sat in public alone. All the things that were terrifying to do alone in high school turned out to be some of my new favorite things. It was refreshing, to not always have to worry about if the person I was with was judging me, to just sit, and read a book and not be concerned about ignoring anyone.

This confidence got so strong that when I couldn’t find anyone who wanted to go to a concert in New York City with me, I just went by myself. I spent a little while thinking about it, and trying to find someone to go with me, but in the end, I knew that doing this for myself would be one of the best decisions.

So, I set off on my adventure. I got dressed up, and I looked good, for me. I took the train into Penn Station, and I walked to the venue, and I stood in line to get in, surrounded by groups of friends, and people talking and having a nice time together. I was comfortable. I could focus on myself, I wasn’t worrying if who I was with was safe, or happy. When I got inside, I found my seat, and coincidentally sat next to another girl my age who was also there alone. This concert, still, is the best experience of my life. I could put all my thoughts into the artist, and all my concentration into the songs he was singing. This one solo trip sparked others, and more memories that are special, just to me.

I guess the moral of this article is, don’t be afraid of being alone. I’m a firm believer that you need to be comfortable being alone before you can truly appreciate the presence of others.

Go forth!

Experience life through your own eyes, learn, and form your own opinions. Build your confidence, and put yourself out there occasionally, without your friends or family as a security blanket.

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​An Open Letter To The People Who Don’t Tip Their Servers

This one's for you.
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Dear Person Who Has No Idea How Much The 0 In The “Tip:" Line Matters,

I want to by asking you a simple question: Why?

Is it because you can't afford it? Is it because you are blind to the fact that the tip you leave is how the waiter/waitress serving you is making their living? Is it because you're just lazy and you “don't feel like it"?

Is it because you think that, while taking care of not only your table but at least three to five others, they took too long bringing you that side of ranch dressing? Or is it just because you're unaware that as a server these people make $2.85 an hour plus TIPS?

The average waiter/waitress is only supposed to be paid $2.13 an hour plus tips according to the U.S. Department of Labor.

That then leaves the waiter/waitress with a paycheck with the numbers **$0.00** and the words “Not a real paycheck." stamped on it. Therefore these men and women completely rely on the tips they make during the week to pay their bills.

So, with that being said, I have a few words for those of you who are ignorant enough to leave without leaving a few dollars in the “tip:" line.

Imagine if you go to work, the night starts off slow, then almost like a bomb went off the entire workplace is chaotic and you can't seem to find a minute to stop and breathe, let alone think about what to do next.

Imagine that you are helping a total of six different groups of people at one time, with each group containing two to 10 people.

Imagine that you are working your ass off to make sure that these customers have the best experience possible. Then you cash them out, you hand them a pen and a receipt, say “Thank you so much! It was a pleasure serving you, have a great day!"

Imagine you walk away to attempt to start one of the 17 other things you need to complete, watch as the group you just thanked leaves, and maybe even wave goodbye.

Imagine you are cleaning up the mess that they have so kindly left behind, you look down at the receipt and realize there's a sad face on the tip line of a $24.83 bill.

Imagine how devastated you feel knowing that you helped these people as much as you could just to have them throw water on the fire you need to complete the night.

Now, realize that whenever you decide not to tip your waitress, this is nine out of 10 times what they go through. I cannot stress enough how important it is for people to realize that this is someone's profession — whether they are a college student, a single mother working their second job of the day, a new dad who needs to pay off the loan he needed to take out to get a safer car for his child, your friend, your mom, your dad, your sister, your brother, you.

If you cannot afford to tip, do not come out to eat. If you cannot afford the three alcoholic drinks you gulped down, plus your food and a tip do not come out to eat.

If you cannot afford the $10 wings that become half-off on Tuesdays plus that water you asked for, do not come out to eat.

If you cannot see that the person in front of you is working their best to accommodate you, while trying to do the same for the other five tables around you, do not come out to eat. If you cannot realize that the man or woman in front of you is a real person, with their own personal lives and problems and that maybe these problems have led them to be the reason they are standing in front of you, then do not come out to eat.

As a server myself, it kills me to see the people around me being deprived of the money that they were supposed to earn. It kills me to see the three dollars you left on a $40 bill. It kills me that you cannot stand to put yourself in our shoes — as if you're better than us. I wonder if you realize that you single-handedly ruined part of our nights.

I wonder if maybe one day you will be in our shoes, and I hope to God no one treats you how you have treated us. But if they do, then maybe you'll realize how we felt when you left no tip after we gave you our time.

Cover Image Credit: Hailea Shallock

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2019 Is Moving Too Fast, And I Have No Idea What To Do

Time needs to slow down.

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Holy damn, we are closing in on almost half the year being over, let that sink in for a second. This 2019 has been a strange one. Alabama loses the national championship, another government shutdown, Tiger Woods winning another major after an 11-year drought, this year has been crazy, and it's moving way too quick.

Seriously, folks, I could remember New Year's like it was a week ago. Also, I am somehow still here, making dismal amounts of money writing for a website that college-aged women dominate while somehow surviving on my last legs, ah what a life.

I have been asking myself, why do I keep writing here, why do I do this to myself? I thought I have written about everything and anything the last (5)! years on this website and I didn't think there couldn't be anything else, but hell, here we go again.

The top two in our writing locations are graduation and a new top two will be in charge of soonish. I will give credit to the two up top here at UCF (you know who you are) for trying to making this more team oriented. All good and all, but after being a lone wolf for over 5 years, I might as well stick to it, not very many friends in my neck of the woods, but what can you do, right?

Here's the thing though, as the year progresses, it's becoming more and more apparent that I should not be writing anymore. For some odd reason, you guys still read my stuff, bravo and brava, I am still surprised you care about my opinion that much because I certainly haven't. I still have over 12K reads per month, and coming from a guy that's nearly not as passionate as I was when I first started this little gig, I am honestly impressed. Trying to produce 500 words on a page when you've sort of lost the passion to write is strange, but you tell yourself to keep going because it's always been this way and I guess 500 more couldn't hurt, right?

So where do we go from here, in the last year of the 2010s? So much as changed since I have joined this website an undergraduate degree ago, and I am not sure if I still have a place here, but considering the views, I guess I still do. Maybe release another controversial opinionated article to get people talking, or an article about puppies because we care about puppies more than humans, who knows at this point. Just like life, I am trying to figure it out just like you folks are, and I have no idea what will come next with myself and this insane website.

Whatever it is, I hope it will be positive because right now it sounds like I am the total opposite of that, but then again, it could be a wake-up call that maybe I should start caring again.

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