Sunday, April 25, 2010

As an Anthropologist...

I'll tell you what's annoying; the fact that my Anthropology 303 professor has managed to change my entire outlook on life. I mean, yes I am actually going to major in Anthropology, but I don't want to spend the rest of my life mentally calculating how much distance there is from the front door of the Comm building up to my classroom on the second floor. I don't care how many paces it is! Paces equal meters equals feet equals distance. Or some silly equation that I don't care for.

Or maybe the fact that I can't look at a little kid and her mom in the park now without thinking, "Maybe that's not her mom. Is there something that SAYS that's her mom? Because it could be her aunt. It could be her sister. It could be her godmother. It could be her teacher. It could be some random lady posing as a mother for a day." There are no more stereotyping people once Professor Judy Pine is done with you!

I scrutinize the cashier at the grocery store and wonder what they're thinking, why they're working here, how many hours they have versus how many hours they want and why, of all places, did they end up here at this particular grocery store.

As an Anthropologist...

Monday, April 19, 2010

What is a "Kendall"?

And thus I attempt to define exactly what a Kendall is.

1. Kendall (Ken-dull); noun: a 19 (almost 20) year old college student who spends her days mapping city parks, getting her seat stolen by upperclassmen named Kevin or Scott, stumbling across recipes that are in dire need of creation, uploading all available pictures of her niece to her cell phone, trying to install scanners, and of course always pointing at everything.

What is it that a Kendall enjoys? A Kendall enjoys a good grilled cheese sandwich, the smell of grass after the landlord is done cutting it, pug videos from YouTube, alliteration, watching scary movies with her boyfriend, and crabbing. A Kendall also enjoys learning a song on her guitar which doesn't require bar chords, late night games of spider solitaire, the sound her basketball makes when it swishes through the net (which unfortunately isn't an often occurrence) , and pretending to be a pirate.

[As contributed by urbandictionary.com]
2. A Kendall is someone who is initially a bag of happy, and if popped will create a supersonic explosion that will send shock waves for at least a 60 mile radius. A happy bag of such a magnitude can power Finland for 36 minutes. Many Kendalls develop strange obsessions for drug-addicted men. Never take a Kendall's supply of coffee, or you will suffer the divine consequences.

2. [revision comments]
A Kendall does in fact enjoy a nice cup of coffee, but prefers her coffee in the fall and winter seasons, although a coffee in the spring season would be hard to resist as well. A Kendall does enjoy going to class in the spring quarter and often wishes every quarter could be spring quarter. A Kendall does enjoy a glass of orange juice about once or twice a month. A Kendall's feet are often not covered in socks or shoes. A Kendall can be overtly or covertly sarcastic, condescending, and witty [all at once]. Kendall is partial to afternoon naps.

3. A Kendall believes that she cannot be confined to definitions, although she thinks the above is a fairly fair smattering of Kendall-ness.