So, Michelle and I were enjoying a fun Cougar football Saturday in Pullman two seasons ago. A couple of randies came over, started talking to us and asked "What do you girls do?" I couldn't help tell them about my 'job' as a wolf trainer. I needed to go into details about... getting into the wolf cage, howling, and feeding the wolves from my hand. That is when one of the guys looked at his friend and said "Things just got weird.... fast!" And then, they ran away. They actually couldn't get away fast enough.
And, that, is how it all began.
My favorite wolf...
Monday, November 24, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
You know you've had a weird night when...
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Cat on the bus
Walking back to my desk at work:
Lady walking next to me mumbles something... I look at her thinking maybe she'll repeat herself:
-Lady: "The bus driver won't let me bring my cat on the bus."
-Me: Looks and quickly walks away.
Lady walking next to me mumbles something... I look at her thinking maybe she'll repeat herself:
-Lady: "The bus driver won't let me bring my cat on the bus."
-Me: Looks and quickly walks away.
Thanks? (Part 2)
Such weird timing... as I was reading Michelle's last post my phone rang. It was a woman who was calling to get more information on our software. I talked to her for a few minutes, and had to repeat myself several times. Here is an excerpt of the very end of the conversation...not kidding.
Me: "... our software provides back end reservations, accounting, correspondence, owner statements, online marketing..."
Her: "Huh? What?"
Me (very used to repeating myself with her): "We power all your back end business needs like your reservations, your trust accounting, correspondence..."
Her: "Huh? I just can't understand you. I don't like your voice. I can't understand a word you're saying."
Me: "Oh... well.... maybe I can have a salesperson call you then?"
Her: "Please do."
Hmm.... Thanks?
Me: "... our software provides back end reservations, accounting, correspondence, owner statements, online marketing..."
Her: "Huh? What?"
Me (very used to repeating myself with her): "We power all your back end business needs like your reservations, your trust accounting, correspondence..."
Her: "Huh? I just can't understand you. I don't like your voice. I can't understand a word you're saying."
Me: "Oh... well.... maybe I can have a salesperson call you then?"
Her: "Please do."
Hmm.... Thanks?
Thanks?
Co-worker: Your face looks thin, have you lost weight?
Michelle (happy and excited): I don't think so!? Yay, thanks!!!
Co-worker: Because for a while there, you looked bigger.
Michelle: Oh. Well...thanks again, for that.
Awesome. Thanks so much, inappropriate male co-worker.
Michelle (happy and excited): I don't think so!? Yay, thanks!!!
Co-worker: Because for a while there, you looked bigger.
Michelle: Oh. Well...thanks again, for that.
Awesome. Thanks so much, inappropriate male co-worker.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Flying the Weird Skies...
I always seem to sit by the craziest peeps on airplanes. It has gotten to the point where I try not to make eye-contact with the person who sit next to me. Although sometimes I just can't avoid it, like today.
The guy sitting next to me was silent the beginning of the flight... until about an hour in. At this point I was studying for the GMAT and had headphones in, and he was watching Mamma Mia that was playing on the plane. He suddenly starts tapping me on the arm and asks me to take my headphones off. Then asks, pointing to the movie, "Who do you think is hotter - Pierce Bronson or Colin Firth???" I answered without hesitation, "Pierce Bronson" (what can I say, its the Bond thing). After I answered, he just nodded and put his headphones back in and continued watching the movie.
Weird.
The guy sitting next to me was silent the beginning of the flight... until about an hour in. At this point I was studying for the GMAT and had headphones in, and he was watching Mamma Mia that was playing on the plane. He suddenly starts tapping me on the arm and asks me to take my headphones off. Then asks, pointing to the movie, "Who do you think is hotter - Pierce Bronson or Colin Firth???" I answered without hesitation, "Pierce Bronson" (what can I say, its the Bond thing). After I answered, he just nodded and put his headphones back in and continued watching the movie.
Weird.
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