When George and Lennie first arrive in the bunkhouse, they notice a table used for playing cards. In ch. 3, the men are playing cards around an old table, this is a bonding moment for all of them. This might just seem like a normal game, but if you look deeper you can tell they almost seem like a family and not just a bunch of strangers playing cards. If you think about it, these guys have a lot in common.
Although he is not a huge fan of working out his physical features are surprisingly good being tall, slim and always full of energy. People are often surprised to find out that he is really more focused on academics than athletics. His days involve a lot of patience because he is always on campus working or studying. Johnathon admits he get bored at times but sees it as an opportunity to practice and develop his artistic skills. Sometimes Johnathon is spotted sitting in the cafeteria for many hours drawing in his notebook while waiting for class or work to begin.
They were all working together to reach the common goal. I noticed nobody tried to put off work they did not want onto a coworker. Christian would not delegate to needed tasks to someone. Everyone just came together demonstrating a facilitative style of leadership. This created an inviting environment that I enjoyed volunteering at.
I have had multiple occasions where this happens at work. One night in particular, this guy walks in and we think he is talking to his friend, but no one else was there. We thought that was odd, but we don’t judge. He comes in and buys a side of anchovies, grabs two forks, then proceeds to sit down on our bench in the store. Just to be clear, this is not a restaurant; patrons cannot sit and eat in our store.
Frank Rudd and his wife Lisa usually never paid much attention to the commercials as they watched Law and Order reruns every night of the week. They were so used to the rotation of the same seven commercials that it caught them both off guard whenever a new one was thrown into the mix. One this night, one particular commercial caught both of their attentions almost instantly. The commercial starts with a well-groomed man sitting in some sort of laboratory and soft island music playing in the background—an unlikely combination. The man’s name is Roger Palmer, and he looks exactly like any other Joe Schmo you’d see on TV commercial—slicked back hair, shaven face, and a million dollar smile.
Since he would always try to get into my pants he would invite a couple of my friends and I to play beer pong at his house. Beer pong is very serious for a couple of us because we play tournaments for money and are actually pretty good at it. I’m always the best shit talker on the table as well. Back to the point, he would invite us but his girlfriend would be there as well and he would still try to flirt. After countless rejections over time we just kept close because he was just so easy to talk to and he we would be playing beer pong almost every weekend so we were together for most of the part.
One day, I’m sharing a table with guys who could be Navy SEALS. Minutes later I’m joking with a group of young motor pool soldiers. I’ve crossed paths with several people I hadn’t seen since before the wars started. In conversations here, it usually doesn’t take long to find common
Forrester is an elderly man living in New York completely by himself. He is often found staring through his window, watching Jamal and his friends play basketball in the court. The days Jamal would spend time with him, it gave Forrester a whole new outlook at life. He was so used to being isolated. But now since he has company, he realized there was more to life than just sitting at home by yourself, doing nothing.
Hickok approached McCall and offered him a few dollars to get something to eat. McCall was offended by Hickok’s offer, however he accepted it. The next afternoon, Hickok was sitting in the same poker game table. However, this time, the door was behind him. McCall followed him inside the bar.
Lots of laughs, yelling at my screen because of a death, and plenty of pizza is what comes to my mind when people mention my gaming area, it's the place where many friendships have been constructed and is classified as a part of my life. When I'm home I enjoy spending hours upon hours playing with friends from my old school or with people from around the world. If I could describe my gaming area in one word, it would have to be comfort. People that walk into my gaming area may think very little to nothing of it, but to me it's very significant place where you can be free and do whatever you want, if it's legal, a place to manufacture memories and to make special bonds with people, whether they're in the same state as you or all the way across the globe. The setup of where all of these gaming memories are made however is nowhere near complex though: there's a TV mounted to a desk, 2 cubed chairs and futon on my carpet, a PlayStation 4 on my desk, which is where my recent gaming memories are made on, an
After paying for our meals, we sat down at our table to eat. While eating our lukewarm and bland sandwiches, my friends and I joked around with each other, sharing loving insults. As we laughed and discussed what we did over the summer, I realized that I had not felt this happiness in a long time. Despite the noisy atmosphere and the mediocre sandwiches, I knew that this would be the part of everyday that I looked forward to. After lunch, I went through the rest of my classes feeling at ease.