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The Plague of Stupid Continues…
When I think of all the wasted effort I made in carefully selecting a seat in lab away from the international house of banana-heads that comprised my previous table in lecture, it makes me want to shake my fists in fury toward the sky and scream like Spock in Star Trek: Into Darkness: KHAN!!!
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Pump Your Brakes
Recently I needed to have my truck fixed. It so happened that the tow truck driver who arrived for my roadside assistance knew a guy who could fix it for cheap, and more importantly, do the repair that afternoon. Great!
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Eeyore Quit Calling Me…
There is nothing less worthy of dedicating my morning commute to than bitching about first world problems. I must have the face of a therapist because I seem to attract people with problems. Which isn’t usually an issue until I get the happy sucked out of my morning commute by an Eeyore who calls me just to complain incessantly about some garbage that really isn’t that much of an issue.
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I Should Have Known… (Recognition of the signs that things aren’t meant to be…)
I should have known that my marriage was not going to last the first time I looked at the sleeping face of Mr Horrible and I wanted to smother it with a pillow. Why did I have this murderous impulse? Because he was drunk, and when Mr Horrible is hammered, the way he breathes when he is sleeping makes me want to pull out his hair… or smother him with a pillow. It’s this annoying exhalation when he is so drunk that his flaccid lips flap as he breathes out. It is the MOST ANNOYING SOUND in the world. More annoying than the annoying song on YouTube. I have never…
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Smartphones and the Art of Listening
The other day one of my professors attempted to teach one of my classes a lesson on how to listen. The gist of the lesson being that not everyone listens as well as they think they do.
