Payback shouldn't be a bitch!

Where's all the good karma that's supposed to be coming my way from doing all these nice things? Granted, I didn't start Good Deed December so that a bunch of good things would happen to me, but isn't that just supposed to be a side effect?

Last night I went to an SMC Chicago networking event with one of my friends. It was snowy and miserable out and we both braved the slush in our impractical shoes, all for the name of social media. Over 150 people were at this event, and out of the probably 30 or so that I actually got to talk to, NO ONE told me I had mascara smeared on my face! Why does it make people so uncomfortable to tell someone, "Hey, I think the snow might have smeared your makeup."?

I have a suggestion to help people get over the fear of telling others when they have gunk on their face or in their teeth, or when their shirt is inside out, etc... Just remember how uncomfortable it feels to watch a sex scene in a movie with your parents, and telling someone that they have an eye goober will feel like a cake walk!

I always tell people when they have snot hanging out of a nostril or a tag sticking out. Yeah, it's not a pretty thing to do. But isn't it worse to have to stare at it while you talk to them?

I even went to this networking event with a really good friend and SHE didn't tell me because, in her words, "It looked like a beauty mark."

No it didn't. It just looked like mascara and I looked like a mess.

Then, when I got home from the networking event, I found that it was raining in my room, right above my door and my desk. What I mean is, the snow that was on the roof had started to melt, and apparently there is a leak in the roof right above my room.

All I have to say about last night, besides what I've already said, is that WINTER CAN SUCK IT!! If I have to check a mirror every time I get somewhere after being out in the snow/slush/rain, and if I have to keep a water-catching bucket in my room where my desk should be, it's going to be a long, annoying winter.

Aaaand, now that I'm done complaining, here's my Good Deed Update for days 5-9.

December 5: I let my boyfriend play video games ALL DAY and didn't complain until the next day when he tried to do it again. Sounds like a stretch, I know, but when I say all day, I mean aaaaaall day. As in, he emerged from his man cave around 10:00 pm with his eye glazed over, a beer in his hand, and his hair greasy and unshowered. Ew.

December 6: While looking for jobs, I found some on Craigslist and Career Builder that I thought would be good fits for my friends who are looking, and I passed them on to three of them.

December 7: I helped a friend (the one who DIDN'T tell me I had makeup smeared on my face!) with her resume and cover letter.

December 8: Another friend and I spent 8 hours making homemade cookies and candy to give to people for Christmas. The results were: poorly decorated Christmas cookies, poor man's turtles, some other candy with an m & m stuck to the top, and homemade caramel. I haven't given them out yet, but I'm still counting it as a good deed because we seriously baked from 1 - 10 pm, with only about an hour break for some Wii Fit Plus exercise and Thai food.

December 9: I printed out my friend's ticket for the networking event mentioned above because her printer doesn't work and the tickets said you had to print them and present them at the door. Turns out, the tickets were liars, but we had them anyway.