Janitors and waiters are people too. They are not invisible things who exist solely to serve you. It is their job, but it is not who they are. They have responsibilities, dreams, family, etc. just like everyone else.

Yesterday, I went to a restaurant and a night club. I made sure to thank the waiter every time he refilled my drink, cleared my dishes, etc. There was a woman attending to the night club bathrooms, mopping the floor, making sure there were enough paper towels, etc. We all know how messy and dirty night club bathrooms can get. It is not an easy job. She had a tip jar with only a soggy $1 bill in it. Maybe she pocketed the other bills, I don’t know, but the sight still broke my heart. A long line of people, hours into the night, and for all her hard work, there was only a measly $1 bill? I gave her a $5 bill. 2 months ago

I want to recommend the blog, The Simply Luxurious Life, to everyone working on being classy! It encompasses everything what I think it means to be a lady. I am really enjoying the inspiration and energy! 15 months ago

I’ve been slacking on my standards for apperance on this goal, but I was please when two different people said I handled two seperate situations with great class yesterday.

It is noticed, and it is definitely something I need to pay more attention to. 15 months ago

I think I have decided that this is not really a goal I want to pursue anymore. I feel okay letting it go because “absurdly” classy is not really my style. A little classy, a little down to earth… that’s me. I’m happy to have figured this out :o) So I consider this a success. 15 months ago

I don’t know what to do with this goal. Be done with it, remove, give up…? :/ 16 months ago

In my last entry, I asked if it’s possible to be fiesty and classy at the same time. When we think of fiesty, we think of quick comebacks, cheekiness, and sarcasm, and someone who doesn’t hesitate to tell someone where to go. I admit I admire all these things. When we think of classy, we think of politeness, sweetness, gentleness, grace and sophistication. I like all of these things, too. It would seem they are contradictory. But are they?

Classy to me means not going on websites and calling other people dumb, emo, preppy, nerdy, weird or pathetic. It means not gossiping about Trish in the corner cubicle at work, what she did last Saturday and with whom and wasn’t it SO lame? It means not yelling insults at strangers in the mall or muttering jokes about passers-by outside McDonalds. It means not backstabbing your best friend, not stealing another girl’s boyfriend, not making a scene to a girl who has supposedly stolen your boyfriend, not turning your nose up at peope, not belittling people, and basically not treating people like crap. It is being able to relate to other people, being a good listener, being an honest, loyal friend, forgiving others and being generous, loving, and compassionate.

Why then, can’t you be all of those things and still say, ‘Oh just SHUT. UP already you ridiculous cow’ when you need to? Or saying to that guy, ‘If you don’t stop saying those disgusting things to me and whining, I’M going to cut it off for you!’

I believe we can be classy and also feisty, because to me, classy does not really mean refraining from swearing, having a gentle voice, and ignoring the rudeness and ridiculousness of others. You can say shit in casual conversation, speak with your true accent (however ‘common’ it may be), and tell the giggling young woman behind you who’s laughing at your hair to look in the mirror and fix her own problems, before turning back around and resuming your conversation like nothing happened. AND you can wear sneakers, AND you can wear a bright orange t-shirt with a duck wearing sunglasses print. 16 months ago

Can you be feisty and also classy? This is my dilemma.

If not, I may have to surrender and admit myself classless – I’m just too fiery to tone it down and I’m not sure I’d want to anyway. In fact, I’d really like to kick that up a notch. 16 months ago

This hardly seems worth it 16 months ago

The San Diego Symphony will be playing Vivaldi’s Four Seasons next weekend and I have a date with one of my best friends to dress up, go to the Copley Symphony Hall, bask in the music and ambience, then go to dinner or drinks.

I have long wanted to make a habit of the symphony and other avenues of cultural and artistic appreciation, but I simply have never made it happen. Now, it is going to happen. 18 months ago