Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Not a Hallucination

This morning, shortly after making my groggy way in to the office, I realized I needed milk for the thermos of coffee I'd thriftily brought from home* and made my groggy way down to the cafeteria. I stumbled over to the milk case and grabbed a pint--which promptly shrieked, "OUUUUCH! That HURT!"

The food service worker in the area behind the case was, fortunately, not seriously injured by the can she'd dropped on her toe.

* Yes, I should be praised for this. Coffee from home is much cheaper than coffee from the cafeteria!

Tuesday, April 15, 2008


So, last night, I'm lying in bed and I hear a large number of footsteps and a loud voice coming down the street. I heave a great sigh and am mentally preparing to restrain myself from sticking my head out the window and scolding the miscreants like the crazy old lady I am--when the footsteps draw nearer and I hear a much quieter voice say, "Damn, man, why are you so loud?" This statement was followed by a murmured chorus of support involving a fair amount of profanity and words such as "embarrassing" and "disrespectful." I looked out just in time to see the chastened offender and his crowd of keepers disappear around the corner.

I'm pretty sure it wasn't actually a dream.