Things That Restore My Faith in Humanity: Part I

Yes, I am a horribly jaded and cynical individual, although as Chuck Klosterman would argue, the fact that I label myself as such actually proves that I am not cynical, "True cynics would never classify themselves as such, because it would mean that they know their view of the world is unjustly negative... a self described cynic is secretly optimistic about normal human nature."*
Thank you Klosterman for outing me, but I really am secretly optimistic about human nature.

I am currently avoiding doing the work of data entry in an office in Anywhere, USA. Behind me two co workers are conversing about nothing particularly important, to the right of me a girl switches between doing data entry and playing the intense game known as Solitaire. This is humanity at its finest- people put together in an arguably shitty situation and collectively making the best out of it. We have this implicit understanding that doing your work slowly or not at all is ok- as long as it eventually gets done, of course. I barely know these people but I am 99.9% confident that they would not snitch on me to the big boss lady.

But if this kind of basic human connection can occur here at the work place without much effort it can happen everywhere! And yes, we are bonding over being lazy, horrible workers. But thats way better than for us to be cut throat bastards trying to tear each other down. WOOO go humans and humanity! I have faith you in you again! At least for the next few hours.


-Ari Maz

*This was taken from Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs pg. 14