Con Report You Could Care Less About
This Friday and Saturday I attended a convention.
The best non-convention related incident:
So I’m leaving a room on the 44th floor. I get in the elevator (which, by the way, sounds and feels like an old department store vacuum tube system) and proceed down to the 4th floor.
An elderly couple get on at the 42nd floor.
The proceedings are as follows:
They push the Lobby button.
“Oh, lets go see Jinny.” They push another button.
“No, Jinny’s not on that floor.” They push another button.
“Oh, I didn’t want to push that one.” They push another button.
“No, Jinny’s with Hank.” They push another button.
“Hank moved.” They push another button.
“Oh, lets see the pool.” They push another button.
They proceed to leave on the 5th floor.
“But we’ve seen the pool.”
“No we haven’t.”
“Yes, whats on the 4th floor.”
My response, “Weirdos” as the door shut.
Holy Crumholios … I swear they were 3 year olds in 80 year old bodies.
The best non-convention related incident:
So I’m leaving a room on the 44th floor. I get in the elevator (which, by the way, sounds and feels like an old department store vacuum tube system) and proceed down to the 4th floor.
An elderly couple get on at the 42nd floor.
The proceedings are as follows:
They push the Lobby button.
“Oh, lets go see Jinny.” They push another button.
“No, Jinny’s not on that floor.” They push another button.
“Oh, I didn’t want to push that one.” They push another button.
“No, Jinny’s with Hank.” They push another button.
“Hank moved.” They push another button.
“Oh, lets see the pool.” They push another button.
They proceed to leave on the 5th floor.
“But we’ve seen the pool.”
“No we haven’t.”
“Yes, whats on the 4th floor.”
My response, “Weirdos” as the door shut.
Holy Crumholios … I swear they were 3 year olds in 80 year old bodies.