“…you can’t tell them apart, they’re all black.” The words came from my mouth while blindly turning a corner to enter an elevator. Two African-American women instantly ceased their conversation to cast a cold stare.
No further words were said during our uncomfortable two story travel. It just didn’t seem like enough time to explain why my wife selected lavender luggage, and how I felt about hauling it around or how I had come to appreciate it at the baggage claim in the airport.
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It’s Sunday morning. That means I’m chasing a toddler around and periodically checking Twitter on my mobile for updates on NFL players who are game-time decisions. High stakes Fantasy Football requires such dedication. But Twitter has been out for a few hours and it’s the best tool – bar none – for the task. An I mean Twitter is OUT. Beyond Fail Whale…there is absolutely no server response. Now I’ll have to do the unthinkable…turn on the TV!
I try to avoid the TV with the baby on the floor. It’s gravitational pull is so great she can’t even pull her face from the screen. I’m sure the ESPN pre-game show could use a tongue bath but I much prefer she make-out with the Little Einsteins.
I’ve said it a thousand times and everyone I know is sick of me saying it but…in regards to Twitter we are getting our moneys worth. So this isn’t bitching. This is me getting the LCD cleaner out.
It just feels wrong but I can’t seem to shake the first thought that crosses my mind when I spot someone standing solo talking loudly into a bluetooth ear-bud. “Hey cool, a crazy person! There must be a short bus around the corner.”
But no, it’s not true crazy. It’s some kind of uber-productive or really important crazy making a statement to people not on the other side of the line. My thought is too judgmental and I feel kind-of bad about it. Kind-of. It’s hard to know if they have some sort of elbow disability (which is serious – and I’m not picking on the disabled) and are unable to lift a phone to their ear.
So, I guess one or both of us is an Ass-Hat. I’m OK with it if they are. But at least you can’t see mine.
All the kings’ horses and all the king’s men found enough glue and duct tape to fix this Wordpress installation. Someone hacked in and broke the links to each post. Nice, huh? Should be good to go now…continue with your silence.