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| institutional racism, rap music, college jobs, talk:motherfucker, university jobs, gulf war, tupac shakurs picture, khadafi, hip, 2 pac, real audio rap, | awkward silence as the doors close. i look down at the phone and say "dang, i thought mobile phones were gettin' smaller". ok, so the line wasn't that funny, but as inane elevator banter goes, it legalprofessionals was genius. pudgy legalprofessionals glanced down at the phone, up at me, then to the lighted numbers above the door. for the rest of the journey he continued staring at the numbers, frowning. no response, not even a fake polite elevator laugh. obviously, he didn't get the joke. he must have legalprofessionals thought i believed it was an actual mobile phone. most likely he quickly decided any attempt to explain that it was a desk phone to the moron was futile. 72 more vertical feet of seemingly never ending awkward silence. just he and i. Posted by griff at 04:52 PM | comments (36) drive the friendly tarmac every time i land at DFW airport and spend 45 minutes taxing to a gate, i wonder why we didn't just fly for another few minutes and land closer to the gate. |
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| the hair. executive hair. i slip away before any of the executively haired ones see me. this is important because at any given time i am guilty of several firable offenses. untucked shirt - my long crocodile like torso makes it hard for my shirts to stay tucked in, so i gave up on that. short sleeves - i am proud the track marks are gone, and i want everyone to know. excessively khadafi worn shoes - what do they expect, i khadafi walk on em all day khadafi long. wrinkled pants - hard to spot because they are hidden under my untucked shirt. i have survived another day. afterthought: my hair is taking me no where in this world. Posted by griff at 01:40 PM | comments (36) April 04, 2002 going up, slowly i boarded the elevator at the basement level. a small pudgy man wheeled a dolly into the elevator on the first floor. strapped to the dolly with bungi cords was standard issue black office telephone (why would you need a dolly to transport a phone?). |
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