Yes And, But!

Roasted garlic hummus enthusiast, thrift store jungle junkie, and "Rock, paper, scissors solves all problems from Obama healthcare to who gets that last slice of Hawaiian pizza"decision-maker.

These are the the titles I wish my "Resume-Building Consultant", Cory, had taken seriously yesterday as we sat in her Ikea-furnished, closet of an office in the Career Center. In addition, I wishfully hoped these thoroughly developed, self-awarded labels would fly at the Career Fair today but, let's all be honest, the business world is not nearly progressive enough for the likes of "Rock, paper, scissor" decision-making. It's far too New Age.

Alas, I went with more professional, albeit phony, descriptions like "Team Builder" and "You Can Always Count on this By-The-Book, Truth Teller". Cory was impressed so I took my leave from her office, making sure to not get up too quickly, lest the Ikea chair beneath me shatter into tiny toothpicks (I swear I'm not this high-brow! To be real, I shop at Ikea for all my furniture and fake-plant needs too)

As I proceeded to pick out my attire for the Career Fair last night in my clothing swampland (Similar to Gypsy's) I noticed my honey badger body start to slow in movement. First my legs, then my arms, to the point where I felt like I was moving in honey.  Could it be ready to sleep already? Hurry, jump in bed quick, it's time! But as I frantically scrambled into my memory-foam futon (I'm fancy, huh?) I realized it was not sleep honey badger was communicating. Rather, it was disinterest. The only reason I was going through with these pain-in-the-ass meetings with Ikea Cory, and picking out fancy clothes from the swampland was to get an internship with a company I didn't really care about. I was just drawn by the fact that they're based in NYC which isn't, my honey badger body let me realize, a good enough reason.

So, although I was trying to "Yes And" with Ikea Cory, the internship process, and my desire to be in the Big Apple, I was ignoring how I felt towards the key point: The actual internship (language translation for business). Don't get me wrong, I love language, but I don't want to make a job out of it. So, thanks to the honey badger,  I didn't waste time applying.

This brought me to an epiphany about the "Yes And" ideology: "Yes But". Yes, I want an internship. Yes, NYC. Yes, experience, travel, garlic roasted hummus. But sometimes when adding your own jazzy spin to an idea you go in a direction that sheds layers of the orignal idea and requires one itsy-bitsy word, the "but". With the "Yes And" ideology culminating in a world of improvisation, evolution, and "on your feet", "anything goes" rapid change, the "Yes But" seems to fit in just right.