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One of my coworkers is a funny little Asian man named Terry (named changed to protect the weird). He's a little odd. He stands too close to me when we talk (he'll get up on his tiptoes and actually get in my face. Hi, I like my personal space!), and usually interrupts my questions to answer them, even if I'm not asking what he's answering. He also won't enter my office if I don't invite him in; he'll stop right at the edge of where the hall carpet meets my office carpet, bracing himself against my door frame as though the floor in my office is made of lava and he just noticed.
In general, though, he's a nice guy. Just odd.
I was heating up my lunch in the shared microwave, and Terry jumped up from the shared computer and ran behind our filing cabinet. Seeing the obviously confused look on my face, he explained, "I don't stand anywhere near microwaves."
He went on to describe his first microwave, a huge, heavy machine with about 1/10th the power of the one we have now. Apparently, its weight assured him that the whole machine had lead to protect him from radiation. Today's microwaves are too light, so clearly they cannot be protecting us at all.
I laughed but stayed standing in front of the microwave. From his hiding place, he solemnly informed me that I was going to go sterile.
I considered making a crack about not needing birth control anymore, but I decided that might be inappropriate. Instead, I just pulled out my soup and ran back to my office.
This guy is an electrical engineer. Certainly he should know better than to believe some sort of crackpot conspiracy theory like that!
In general, though, he's a nice guy. Just odd.
I was heating up my lunch in the shared microwave, and Terry jumped up from the shared computer and ran behind our filing cabinet. Seeing the obviously confused look on my face, he explained, "I don't stand anywhere near microwaves."
He went on to describe his first microwave, a huge, heavy machine with about 1/10th the power of the one we have now. Apparently, its weight assured him that the whole machine had lead to protect him from radiation. Today's microwaves are too light, so clearly they cannot be protecting us at all.
I laughed but stayed standing in front of the microwave. From his hiding place, he solemnly informed me that I was going to go sterile.
I considered making a crack about not needing birth control anymore, but I decided that might be inappropriate. Instead, I just pulled out my soup and ran back to my office.
This guy is an electrical engineer. Certainly he should know better than to believe some sort of crackpot conspiracy theory like that!