I was considering making my post today about the tournament that I participated in today, but I think I’ll save that post for tomorrow. Instead, I’ll describe something about commuting and my take on it, as well as somewhat of a funny (?) story.
The title of this post is based off the time that my family went on a cruise in January 2001. During the early going, one of the talks was about timing. The quote sticks with me.
I have mentioned this before on the blog, but when I am on the L, it is easy for me to find something which strikes up a conversation with a passenger. (I had a similar post in July.) In this case, it was inspired by an ad that I saw on the train, and the content makes the story even more compelling.
The name of this psychological phenomenon almost seems to be counter to wherever I may be, as I am not one who is commonly seen at events with alcohol (although I feel a cocktail party may be more likely for me since I would anticipate that a highbrow event would be controlled in terms of drinking). The phenomenon normally refers to your attention immediately shifting if you hear your name or perceive that you hear your name.
On Friday night, I had gone down to Lakeview to attend services for Mishkan Chicago, and I mentioned this in yesterday’s post as well. It was a great night, and in addition to Rabbi Potek, the Northwestern Hillel rabbi, being there and giving a great sermon, one of my friends, Alex, who graduated from NU in June, was there as well. As it turns out, she provided a prompt for me, and interestingly enough, I will act on the prompt by reporting on the L ride.