Fantasy travel planning…
Thanks Three Twins for making our fire safety drill more enjoyable!
(and yes… they actually had us get under our desks)
Why does the media continue to report on idiots like this? I mean… how is this news?
- Office Mate: Do you remember Shaggy?
- Me: From Scooby Doo?
- Office Mate: No... the singer.
- Me: I have no idea who that is.
There is a bridge out there somewhere in all of that fog…
It is a dreary, foggy day but good morning nonetheless.
I have a bad habit of looking over people’s shoulders on flights to see what’s on their laptop screen* and that, combined with my ability to quickly pick out my name on any given document, led me to see these lines on my seat mate’s screen:
"Wyatt! We love you!"
"Wyatt! Will you sign my poster?"
"Wyatt passed out and Thug 2 and Thug 3 dragged him off stage out of sight."
She’s working on a screen play and I so want to tell her that my name is Wyatt but then the gig would be up, much like earlier this month when I connected on LinkedIn with a guy I spoke to on a flight but never exchanged names with — I looked at his boarding pass on the tray and got his name from there. He emailed and said that he was glad we connected but didn’t recall exchanging names. I bluffed and said that he had introduced himself as we got off of the plane but I’m sure he knows better. Ooopsie.
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* At work they give us privacy screens so that no one can see our laptops and I should remind my seat mate of that because I also know that we are co-workers from a document she had up on her screen earlier…
'Homeward Bound' popping up (appropriately) on shuffle tonight.
Somewhere over somewhere…
Well look where I am again… I am going to start leaving notes to myself in the seat back pocket.
Dulles airport was my point of entry to the U.S. when I moved here in 1984.
So much fun with these three this weekend… I am a very lucky uncle.