The guy I'm talking to on the phone mentions he was a pro baseball player and that he played in the World Series his rookie year back in the '80s. So I do a casual Google search, and he's got a baseball card and everything--and all the articles say he was a terrible player. I feel kind of bad for him, but of course I'm not going to say I just Googled him.
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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So I do a casual Google search, and he's got a baseball card any everything--and all the articles say he was a terrible player. I feel kind of bad for him, but of course I'm not going to say I just Googled him.
Well, a terrible player in the major leagues is still incredibly good compared to 99.9% of the population.
True enough. And in the World Series in your rookie year is still wonderful.
Though I asked, and his team lost.
On the plus side, he wasn't lying ... jeepers, that's really setting the bar low, isn't it?
Even the kids on planes comments took a detour into "breastfeeding is exactly like changing a diaper and you shouldn't do either in an airplane seat because ew" mode! I can't escape!
Man, I made an old guy's day at lunch. Or, at least, his hour. I was looking for hardware for my parents' network, and I was pointing stuff out, and he said "No, maybe you should get this...". I asked why, and he said it was because of the settings I'd need to disable. I said "Oh, I was going to flash it with dd-wrt and override it that way."
He about had kittens. Happy kittens. He paused, looked at me flatly, and then beamed. "I didn't expect to hear those words. Oh, you'll be fine with these. You'll be just fine..."
And he went on and on, and made his (much younger) associate go get me boxes that hadn't been opened, and stuff. So pleased. It was adorbs. I'm glad I got to make him happy, even if it was just five minutes.
Allyson, David Simon's company(The Wire likes carrots) is Blown Deadline, Inc. it's all in the game.
ita, I think sometimes people in the stores are so relieved to have someone come in who actually knows what they're talking about and is pleasant, that they just, well, have happy kittens.
Speaking of happy kittens...I just taught my manager llama drama. I don't even know anymore. But she's pretty good, as far as I can tell.
People are a mess, I am jealous of Sue, and Allyson is not a loser. I'm pretty sure that's all I've got from today.