Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Amicable Split from Meaning

This morning on the trolley ahead of ours, a man had a heart attack.  That was the sort of sad part.  The not-sad part was that our car was delayed as we waited for the ambulance to arrive.  The conductor thanked everyone for our patience and for taking the T.  Everyone groaned and murmured.  Then, a few minutes later, the conductor's voice came on again and he prefaced his next statement with an apology.  This led to more groans.  It was rush hour.  We were crowded.  Delayed.  And testy.  But he said this: "Attention passengers, due to budget cuts in the system, we will not be serving any snacks or beverages during the delay."  It's amazing how those words can make a whole train laugh.

From the Annals of Words I Shouldn't Have Spoken:

"I can't find my key but I have to go.  I'm just going to leave things unlocked.  Can you guys just not steal my stuff?  Thanks."

(earlier, discussing potential new projects)
Whitecastle: See, this is what happens when you hang out with me and NiceDoc, you get sucked into these things.

Moi: Oh, I'm not hanging out with you guys.  This is my job.

Whitecastle: [Deadly glare]

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