Humans, you amaze me
The human race continues to amaze me. The Nobel prize winners impress me, but then there are these shining examples whose brains are the consistency of primordial ooze.
1. There was this guy at Boeing, Randy Miyasako, who would kinda halfway clear his throat every 3 or 4 seconds. I don't think the reflex actually accomplished anything and was annoying as fuck. Many people have offered him water on different occasions and he only takes it as an insult. Any time I'd have to spend more than 30 seconds around him I'd stop and stare with a furrowed brow and puzzled expression. From the day I met him to the day I left Boeing, and the two and a half years in between, he'd always do that.
2. On my flight from O'Hare to National on Tuesday there was a guy who did the Miyasako cough, but this time I was prepared. I had my new studio monitors at 45% power, eyes closed, and said goodbye to the world around me.
3. This lady on the Metro is reading a book when I get on at Bethesda. She's so into reading that she has a leather day planner-like outer cover with zipper. But every time we'd come to a station and feel the brakes bringing us to a stop, she'd pause reading and look straight ahead. She wouldn't look at the signs to see which station, just straight ahead. Then we had a two minute delay at Van Ness and she didn't read a single word. There was another two minute delay at Woodley Park and the same exact thing happened. Creeeeeepy.
4. And now the guy who currently has me on hold for the past 9 minutes to look up a trouble ticket because our line to Lima has been affected by the Chilean earthquake. Learn to use your own ticketing system, asshole!
Update: Nope, he just hung up on me. Super asshole.
1. There was this guy at Boeing, Randy Miyasako, who would kinda halfway clear his throat every 3 or 4 seconds. I don't think the reflex actually accomplished anything and was annoying as fuck. Many people have offered him water on different occasions and he only takes it as an insult. Any time I'd have to spend more than 30 seconds around him I'd stop and stare with a furrowed brow and puzzled expression. From the day I met him to the day I left Boeing, and the two and a half years in between, he'd always do that.
2. On my flight from O'Hare to National on Tuesday there was a guy who did the Miyasako cough, but this time I was prepared. I had my new studio monitors at 45% power, eyes closed, and said goodbye to the world around me.
3. This lady on the Metro is reading a book when I get on at Bethesda. She's so into reading that she has a leather day planner-like outer cover with zipper. But every time we'd come to a station and feel the brakes bringing us to a stop, she'd pause reading and look straight ahead. She wouldn't look at the signs to see which station, just straight ahead. Then we had a two minute delay at Van Ness and she didn't read a single word. There was another two minute delay at Woodley Park and the same exact thing happened. Creeeeeepy.
4. And now the guy who currently has me on hold for the past 9 minutes to look up a trouble ticket because our line to Lima has been affected by the Chilean earthquake. Learn to use your own ticketing system, asshole!
Update: Nope, he just hung up on me. Super asshole.