Min Jung and her Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
At 8 this morning, I strode into work wearing my pin striped swanky green cargo pants and my fave white waffle textured shirt.
At 8:20 I got coffee with my officemate PB, a sweet, kind, though slightly unctuous man who finds my skills in recognizing the soundtrack by Vangelis from Bladerunner from his speakers, quite astounding.
At 8:30 I was psyched to see the tech boy arrive with my laptop and start unpacking boxes to set up.
At 8:35 I was walking ahead of PB and stopped suddenly when I asked why the tech boy was setting up what I thought was my computer in a cube when I was sharing an office with PB.
At 8:35 and 2 seconds, PB bumped into me, spilling cafe ala paper cup along the back of my shirt, and down my pants.
The rest of the day, I huddled down in my seat, hid from folks and generally burrowed into a shy little corner as I wore my denim jacket over a bra and had a wet spot under my ass and thigh. There were many moments of prayer that the temperature of the office wouldn’t get too high as to make me any more flustered than I already was.
Oh, and here’s something that you might not know regarding your TV & cable & stuff. When you see a small distortion line rise slowly up from the bottom of the screen towards the top, it’s due to either power feedback or some frequency glitch in your cable. It’s called a “Hum” bar as it has to do with some feedback noise.
If you want to maintain any dignity or professionalism to be associated with yourself *ever* while talking amidst your coworkers, do not accidentally refer to it as a “Hummer” bar.
That would be pulling a *Min Jung*. (Big smack to the forehead while blushing).
Um, yeah. Story of my life.
Other miscellaneous thoughts?
A couple of gals who rock my world? Dinah and Laura.
My evening hanging out made up for my morning, for sure, you betcha. Tonight I hung out with Dinah where she fed me a divine barly mushroom soup and pesto tortellini. We chatted about how crushable Anil is, and had a spirited negotiation over which days we’re allowed to fantasize about him. Neither of us like the notion of sharing him in our fantasies, nor are either of us into polyamory nocturnal fantasies in case our fantasies should overlap. So, after a little discussion, we decided that I get even days, she gets odds. When I protested that it wouldn’t be fair since some months have 31 days and she’d have both the 31st and the 1st, we aggreed to let the dapper dilettante of our dreams rest on the 31st. In his white sweater. Lucky boy.
Additionally, it was a fun healthy discussion with Kevin regarding how the social worlds between the online crew and the offline crew converge, and sometimes collide. More than seems hip, these social dynamics drive a good number of us who are both bloggers and uber cool dorks here in the bay area. Kevin is disciplined about only reading the sites of those individuals that he knows in real life and qualifies his links by his relationship with them. Me, I’m a link ho by comparison, but I know it wasn’t my original intention when I first started this site. And certainly going to an event like SXSW blows up your links page. (Plus, yes I know I still need to add a few of you fine folks that I met there on this site too)
But in terms of hanging out with folks that read, write, and maintain personal pages, it is nice to feel part of a community of very thoughtful, passionate, and articulate individuals with an obscene variety of interests, backgrounds, and experiences. If the web never existed, I imagine that I still would have many of these folks as friends. However there are far too many that I never would have met, laughed with, learned from, or cherished had it not been for this odd little thing called blogging. Kind of weird, huh? *Shrug*. Still, and I keep on saying this, we are all just dorks with keyboards.
And Laura. just rocks my world cuz she’s cooler than Elvis and smarter than what’s-his-bucket that who’s-his-face played in that Shine for Math yawn of a film. Compare her notes on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 RESOURCES or, Interesting Monstah does your research for you. and you’ll see easily why I think I have haddock for brains in comparison.