Friday, 3:57 PM:
Here is a bit of a conundrum that I've been having that makes me feel a bit like a hypocrite:
The situation wherein you ask a stranger to watch "your stuff" (laptop, books, table, etc.), or the reverse situation where someone asks you to watch theirs. My basic problem with being asked to do this how they know I'm not just going to walk out with their stuff while they're out smoking or going to the bathroom? I don't know why I get so pissed off about this, but whenever someone asks me so very politely to watch their stuff, I end up grunting a barely audible "yeah, uh huh" or sometimes I say something really smarmy like , "yeah, don't worry, [wink wink]" Except at this very moment I'm in the reverse situation, I really need to take a whizz, but I don't want fold up my computer cause its downloading something. So I'm looking around and the only thing overpowering my overpowering urge to empty my urethra is not wanting to be, in the words of Francey, "that person." So basically, I'm stuck here, in the library, watching my limewire downloading timer as it switches from 32:45 to 40:15 and hoping that someone I actually know will come by before my bladder ruptures. UGH!
In more particular news:
- Went to Canada blah blah
- Moving out of Hyde Park June 1st! So excited.
- Stoked for X-3 and MI-3 so bad.
Here is a bit of a conundrum that I've been having that makes me feel a bit like a hypocrite:
The situation wherein you ask a stranger to watch "your stuff" (laptop, books, table, etc.), or the reverse situation where someone asks you to watch theirs. My basic problem with being asked to do this how they know I'm not just going to walk out with their stuff while they're out smoking or going to the bathroom? I don't know why I get so pissed off about this, but whenever someone asks me so very politely to watch their stuff, I end up grunting a barely audible "yeah, uh huh" or sometimes I say something really smarmy like , "yeah, don't worry, [wink wink]" Except at this very moment I'm in the reverse situation, I really need to take a whizz, but I don't want fold up my computer cause its downloading something. So I'm looking around and the only thing overpowering my overpowering urge to empty my urethra is not wanting to be, in the words of Francey, "that person." So basically, I'm stuck here, in the library, watching my limewire downloading timer as it switches from 32:45 to 40:15 and hoping that someone I actually know will come by before my bladder ruptures. UGH!
In more particular news:
- Went to Canada blah blah
- Moving out of Hyde Park June 1st! So excited.
- Stoked for X-3 and MI-3 so bad.
posted by Nathan at 1:52 PM
2 Comments:
Literally everything I do in public is informed by the hope of not being 'that person'. Everything.
Hey, a guy at the cafe today got up from his laptop and I was waiting for him to turn to me and 'be that person' but he just got up and walked away... then I saw he had the thing locked with a cable lock to the bench he was sitting on. Maybe that's your solution... Here I even googled it for you. Shouldn't set you back anymore than $25US.
'Not That Person' Lock
I want one!
Francey, did you watch the video for that new Kelis son?
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