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Jan. 31st, 2001 07:41 pmThat's it...my emoticons are fired. If they are pleasant they look identical...if they are less than pleasant they look pathetic. I'm looking for new ones right now. Apply within.
Jan. 31st, 2001
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Jan. 31st, 2001 09:31 pmWe are currently monitoring a distance education course on Driver's Education Instruction. I can't aptly describe how inane it is. The instructor is acting like he is terribly inconvenienced to be there...or perhaps he's still ailing from the bender he had last night. I'm not sure...eye contact isn't his strong suit. Neither is his personality or monotonous delivery. He's about to drive me grrrrrrrrrrrrrrape...the finest in state funded education.
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Jan. 31st, 2001 11:40 pmI'm watching the Learning Channel with the guys. It's an interesting documentary on ocean industry.
me to Virgil and Alan: "some people really work for a living, eh?"
Alan: "yeah...and it's pretty entertaining watching them too."
This place is straight out of a sitcom at times.
time 5pm
enter Rob Moffett, annoying guy who talks at you while purveying his despairing need for socialization with ANYONE...
Virgil, Alan, and I simultaneously mouth the words "ah, fuck" inaudibly.
Rob: "Gosh I just ran into Steve in the hall and that guy just talks my ear off"
me, unenthusiastically: "oh, really?"
Rob "yeah, he's weird...he goes on and on talking about things I really couldn't care about"
me: "and he just doesn't get the hint, right?"
Rob "yeah...he doesn't understand that nobody likes him"
me: "you try not to make eye contact, right? ...And as soon as they look at you, you know you're fucked even though you haven't even acknowledged their presence?"
*at this point Virgil and Alan are obviously about to bust out laughing*
Virgil throws a save by mentioning Steve's fondness for guns. Rob starts rambling again. Fer phawks sake this guy makes me want to pull my hair out. By this time though, Virgil is throwing in more and better references to our intolerance of him than I. Now Alan and myself are laughing hysterically and Rob is too so he doesn't feel left out of the joke. FINALLY Rob says, "I'm taking off now, see you guys," We just looked at eachother for a few seconds with a "what the fuck just happened?" look on our faces.
Better than television...guess you had to be here.
me to Virgil and Alan: "some people really work for a living, eh?"
Alan: "yeah...and it's pretty entertaining watching them too."
This place is straight out of a sitcom at times.
time 5pm
enter Rob Moffett, annoying guy who talks at you while purveying his despairing need for socialization with ANYONE...
Virgil, Alan, and I simultaneously mouth the words "ah, fuck" inaudibly.
Rob: "Gosh I just ran into Steve in the hall and that guy just talks my ear off"
me, unenthusiastically: "oh, really?"
Rob "yeah, he's weird...he goes on and on talking about things I really couldn't care about"
me: "and he just doesn't get the hint, right?"
Rob "yeah...he doesn't understand that nobody likes him"
me: "you try not to make eye contact, right? ...And as soon as they look at you, you know you're fucked even though you haven't even acknowledged their presence?"
*at this point Virgil and Alan are obviously about to bust out laughing*
Virgil throws a save by mentioning Steve's fondness for guns. Rob starts rambling again. Fer phawks sake this guy makes me want to pull my hair out. By this time though, Virgil is throwing in more and better references to our intolerance of him than I. Now Alan and myself are laughing hysterically and Rob is too so he doesn't feel left out of the joke. FINALLY Rob says, "I'm taking off now, see you guys," We just looked at eachother for a few seconds with a "what the fuck just happened?" look on our faces.
Better than television...guess you had to be here.