Kids today...
Dec. 2nd, 2003 09:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bzarcherOkay.
I'm sitting in my office when a student comes in without even bothering to knock. A feces brown shirt with even browner tie, wire rimmed glasses, and black slacks.
"I need a thing? It goes from the little thing to the wider plug?"
(...we can't help you get a date.)
Meanwhile, he keeps stammering. "I need it for a presentation! The little thing! You guys are supposed to have them, right? With the caps and the hook?"
(I need a pony. What the hell is this thing?)
I'm about to ask him to slow down and define why he barged in, exactly, when he pauses long enough to collect the fact he still hasn't told me what he needs beyond really vauge circumlocution.
"I need...um..oh. It's the thingy that lets me hook up a projector to my iBook?"
(Ahhhhh. Now, there's that 'need' again, but.)
I speak up, finally. "Linda," the secretary, "Has them down the hall in 203. You can probably check one out."
Without even nodding, he backs quickly out of my office and speed-walks down to Linda's, and I swear to god his head was bobbing like a bird's.
What ever happened to the tradition of a rum ration at work?
I'm sitting in my office when a student comes in without even bothering to knock. A feces brown shirt with even browner tie, wire rimmed glasses, and black slacks.
"I need a thing? It goes from the little thing to the wider plug?"
(...we can't help you get a date.)
Meanwhile, he keeps stammering. "I need it for a presentation! The little thing! You guys are supposed to have them, right? With the caps and the hook?"
(I need a pony. What the hell is this thing?)
I'm about to ask him to slow down and define why he barged in, exactly, when he pauses long enough to collect the fact he still hasn't told me what he needs beyond really vauge circumlocution.
"I need...um..oh. It's the thingy that lets me hook up a projector to my iBook?"
(Ahhhhh. Now, there's that 'need' again, but.)
I speak up, finally. "Linda," the secretary, "Has them down the hall in 203. You can probably check one out."
Without even nodding, he backs quickly out of my office and speed-walks down to Linda's, and I swear to god his head was bobbing like a bird's.
What ever happened to the tradition of a rum ration at work?
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Date: 2003-12-02 06:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 07:01 am (UTC)I mean, really, it could make such a comeback in Techsupport.
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Date: 2003-12-02 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 07:41 am (UTC)--- the morning break at a tech support company, 2020.
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Date: 2003-12-02 07:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 08:22 am (UTC)Pronounce them "KWAY loods"
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:45 am (UTC)Our society is going to Hell in a handbasket.
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:52 am (UTC)*Grins* Yes I would like a raspberry stoli please....
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:53 am (UTC)*Kiss* Make mine a double, dear.
Date: 2003-12-02 08:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 08:57 am (UTC)It's one thing to cross the street with nobody there. But when the car is less than 6' away, walking into the middle of the lane! And stopping to look like it's the car's fault.
Oh. And the fad of wearing either high-cut cullotes or shorts and open sandals(!!) when it's 20 degrees out.
Funny. They keep complaining about how cold it is...
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Date: 2003-12-02 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-12-02 10:27 am (UTC)It's one thing to cross the street with nobody there. But when the car is less than 6' away, walking into the middle of the lane! And stopping to look like it's the car's fault.
Can't they just wait for that crackhead sparrow in front of Lowry to chirp before walking?
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Date: 2003-12-02 10:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 10:36 am (UTC)I'm tempted to get into that, now that I have a PC that'll run it. Just wavering on the monthly fee issues.
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Date: 2003-12-02 10:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-02 01:14 pm (UTC)They're the spawn of the 'Me Generation'
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Date: 2003-12-02 01:44 pm (UTC)That is all.
Ewwwwwwwww.
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