My brain hurts real bad like.
Long meeting, lots of notes, walked in to the office to a sheaf of papers in my real in-box and crowds of pixels in my electronic in-box, and Members of the Public wanting to chat for a while, and I would really just like to take off from work today and go sit on a park bench and accost passers-by for small change.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at November 9, 2005 11:00 AMWould you scream at passersby once in a while too? Just for variety, of course.
Posted by: Jordana at November 9, 2005 11:23 AMI'm not sure--I've never been much of a public screamer, although my internal mental dialogue sometimes gets rather heated. I'm thinking I might just stare at people and smile wildly. That seems to be just highly unnerving enough to do the job.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at November 9, 2005 11:25 AMYou could always place a knotted handkerchief on your head, hike up your pants, roll your sleeves up and complain about how your brain hurts. That should keep them away.
Posted by: Sarah G. at November 9, 2005 11:46 AMWell, I don't want to keep them away, I want them to give me money first, THEN move away. Maybe if I had a basket on a stick...
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at November 9, 2005 12:07 PM