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Today the big news in New York is that lower Manhattan smells really bad. Evidently some gas main in Chelsea or somewhere is broken and it is stinking all the way to New Jersey.
In other news, work sucks and Mondays suck double. On our copy of the schedule I was supposed to be at 58th St. this afternoon, so I ate a quick lunch and left here at about 12, like I normally do when I work down there. When I got there they told me there had been a scheduling change and I was supposed to be at Aguilar all day. So I turned around and came back, having spent my lunch hour underneath Lexington Avenue.
But at least there were weirdos waiting to greet me upon my return. The first guy went to some boat show or something over the weekend and had his picture taken in front of a green screen so that it looked like he was catching a giant swordfish. He had me print ten copies of the picture, the maximum amount you can print for free, and then he asked me to laminate them.
The second guy was all worked up and wanted to give me a history quiz. "You're American," he said. "You should know The Hero of World War II."
"I think there were a few..." I said.
"No, THE HERO. You don't know who it was?"
"MacArthur? Eisenhower?"
"No, no, no...MacArthur was in World War I. This guy fought in World War II and then after the war he came out and made like 60 movies. You never heard of him? Eddie Murphy?"
"Eddie Murphy? Um I think-"
"You young Americans, you don't even know your own history."
At this point he just walks away, shaking his head and grinning at me, like I'm an OK dude but he feels sorry for me and my lack of historical context.
Also this weekend I feel like I was somebody's workplace weirdo story after one of the bartenders at Union Pool accused me of trying to pee on his car. I told him I was just trying to pee in the alley because the line was ridiculous, but he didn't buy it and read me the riot act. I have a hard time believing that he has never had to pee so bad that he tried to circumvent the line by peeing outside. Ah, well. Everybody's gotta be the weirdo sometime, I guess.
In other news, work sucks and Mondays suck double. On our copy of the schedule I was supposed to be at 58th St. this afternoon, so I ate a quick lunch and left here at about 12, like I normally do when I work down there. When I got there they told me there had been a scheduling change and I was supposed to be at Aguilar all day. So I turned around and came back, having spent my lunch hour underneath Lexington Avenue.
But at least there were weirdos waiting to greet me upon my return. The first guy went to some boat show or something over the weekend and had his picture taken in front of a green screen so that it looked like he was catching a giant swordfish. He had me print ten copies of the picture, the maximum amount you can print for free, and then he asked me to laminate them.
The second guy was all worked up and wanted to give me a history quiz. "You're American," he said. "You should know The Hero of World War II."
"I think there were a few..." I said.
"No, THE HERO. You don't know who it was?"
"MacArthur? Eisenhower?"
"No, no, no...MacArthur was in World War I. This guy fought in World War II and then after the war he came out and made like 60 movies. You never heard of him? Eddie Murphy?"
"Eddie Murphy? Um I think-"
"You young Americans, you don't even know your own history."
At this point he just walks away, shaking his head and grinning at me, like I'm an OK dude but he feels sorry for me and my lack of historical context.
Also this weekend I feel like I was somebody's workplace weirdo story after one of the bartenders at Union Pool accused me of trying to pee on his car. I told him I was just trying to pee in the alley because the line was ridiculous, but he didn't buy it and read me the riot act. I have a hard time believing that he has never had to pee so bad that he tried to circumvent the line by peeing outside. Ah, well. Everybody's gotta be the weirdo sometime, I guess.