Yes I am supposed to be working. Why do you ask?
Completely random kind-of-Heroes-related, I-should-be-working, update of the day. As I was sitting here working (really, I am!) my sister calls me into the other room. I guess she must have called a few times before I actually heard her, as by the time I pick up on the fact that I am being summoned, she is screaming at the top of her lungs. I am not amused, as this is usually the first step in a process that will, more often that not, result in increased levels of Personal Annoyance on my part.
I make my way into the room (cautiously, as I always assume screams will be accompanied by some sort of blood or medical issue, in which case I need to be able to flee the scene as quickly as possible. I am not help at all in a medical emergency. Examples 1: the time I curled up in a semi-fetal position in the back seat of the car as my uncle went into diabetic shock in the front seat of the car. Turns out all he needed was a soda and some candy. Example 2: The time my mom, after having eating a hamburger, spent a good chunk of an hour bent over the toilet. I was like "Wait. I ate the same thing and I am okay. Are you sure it was the hamburger? Do I need to call somebody? Will this require an ambulance! We don't have any ginger ale!!" Conclusion: When things are going down, I am not the one to call. I will be the one in the corner with my hood closed over my head, waiting for it to all go away. Longest parenthetical tangent ever? Perhaps so.)
Anyway, I get in there and she is on the bed watching TV (AKA, Natural State #2. #1 would be "on the bed, under the covers, asleep.) Relieved that there are not Big Things Going Down, I immediately go to "What did you call me in here for? I was working, you know?" (Really, I was!) Turns out she just wanted to know, "Why does Sylar look like Peter?" In our continuing cable-free state, the people in The Other Room have resorted to DVD re-watches, and today just happened to be CSI. Her conclusion, his haircut was funny, and we must mock it as a group. I concurred, laughed and declared it, "a hair disaster. Let us never speak of it again." and came back here to not-work. On the way out I gave her an A+ for Recognition. There may be hope for her yet. Now, to get her to watch "Out Of Time". If only I did not need the computer for actual working. Hmmm, I wonder if "taking a break for Heroes" is an acceptable course of action.
I make my way into the room (cautiously, as I always assume screams will be accompanied by some sort of blood or medical issue, in which case I need to be able to flee the scene as quickly as possible. I am not help at all in a medical emergency. Examples 1: the time I curled up in a semi-fetal position in the back seat of the car as my uncle went into diabetic shock in the front seat of the car. Turns out all he needed was a soda and some candy. Example 2: The time my mom, after having eating a hamburger, spent a good chunk of an hour bent over the toilet. I was like "Wait. I ate the same thing and I am okay. Are you sure it was the hamburger? Do I need to call somebody? Will this require an ambulance! We don't have any ginger ale!!" Conclusion: When things are going down, I am not the one to call. I will be the one in the corner with my hood closed over my head, waiting for it to all go away. Longest parenthetical tangent ever? Perhaps so.)
Anyway, I get in there and she is on the bed watching TV (AKA, Natural State #2. #1 would be "on the bed, under the covers, asleep.) Relieved that there are not Big Things Going Down, I immediately go to "What did you call me in here for? I was working, you know?" (Really, I was!) Turns out she just wanted to know, "Why does Sylar look like Peter?" In our continuing cable-free state, the people in The Other Room have resorted to DVD re-watches, and today just happened to be CSI. Her conclusion, his haircut was funny, and we must mock it as a group. I concurred, laughed and declared it, "a hair disaster. Let us never speak of it again." and came back here to not-work. On the way out I gave her an A+ for Recognition. There may be hope for her yet. Now, to get her to watch "Out Of Time". If only I did not need the computer for actual working. Hmmm, I wonder if "taking a break for Heroes" is an acceptable course of action.