Am I the only person who gets a fair amount of satisfaction when listening to my iPod from the fact that it makes it much easier to ignore homeless/crazy people I pass? Am I the only person who, for the same reason, will wear my headphones even if I can’t find my iPod or if my battery is dead, while I stick the unplugged end into my pocket?
Monthly Archive for August, 2007
Recently, when visiting Vapiano for dinner, I realized just how strange a standard bill (an entrée and a glass of wine) would look as a pie chart. So I made one! Please note that this is a standard bill and not the way in which my actual bill was distributed.
At our office, it has become a recent tradition to go to a local Indian buffet for lunch on Fridays. Many of us have just been introduced to Indian food, but we have still learned what all the different words mean and we know what to expect now. Paneer = cheese. Naan = bread.
I have noticed recently that most often at the lunch buffets, most of the tables are other groups of office people on lunch break. That actually isn’t the surprising part. In probably close to half of these groups, I have noticed that there is precisely one Indian person in the group. Not two, but one. I can imagine that at about 10:30 this morning there was a conversation which I will demonstrate verbatim:
Joe Whitey: You know what? I really could go for some Indian food today! But I never know what to get. Hey, Sameer would know what to get, let’s have him go with us. Hey, Sameer, we’re getting Indian food, you want to come with us? You always know what’s good.
Sameer: Okay, fine.
Sameer’s internal dialog: Just once I wish we could go to fucking Fuddrucker’s!
I like tequila. I like mojitos. If I could find a way to combine them, synergy: Tequito!
Or has that name already been taken?
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