2 items of weirdness
2 Items Of Weirdness
i have this tendency to do weird things that only i would enjoy and if i tried to tell one of my friends about it they would simply give me an awkward stare and walk away(which has happened before). so why not share my strange behavior that's probably either a cry for help or the beginnings of suicidal/homicidal rage with the internet?
Item#1
at work, i'm surrounded by paper clips. my job and the jobs of those around me demand alot of paper clips as a regular part of an efficient, functional work day. recently i started taking a handful of paper clips and unbending them except for one end which now makes the paper clip look like a skinny "L". i have an example of what the paper clips look like in a picture below. *note-bullets aren't included in the activity i engage in. this is just the best pic i could find on Google.
Paper clip next to bullet
anyhew, i unbend these paper clips (usually about 20 a day) and when i step outside, i throw them onto the ground in random directions as i'm walking around or walking to my car or to where ever.
why do i do this?
well, if i do 20 paper clips a day, that's 100 unbent paper clips in the parking lot a week. 400 a month. 4800 a year. eventually, people will begin to notice that the parking lot is littered with these unbent paper clips all bent the same way. imagine you're a friendly, happy worker on your way to your car to go home and you suddenly notice that the grounds are littered with unbent paper clips. it would cause mass confusion in that person and it would probably stick to his head for the rest of the week. all because someone he's never met decided that he was bored with his life.
item #2
on my way home from work i stopped off at a 7-11 to pick up some provisions (ready made magazine and water) and a panhandler approached me to see if i had a quarter. for some reason or another i began talking like space ghost. this is (roughly) the exchange between himself and me.
panhandler: hey man, i'm sorry to bug you but do you have a quarter you can spare?
me: sorry citizen but sadly i do not. i apologize for the lack of transaction but you see, i'm freshly out of the government's mint. however i do have a piece of plastic that will allow me the purchase of goods and services.
panhandler: ok...thanks.
me: so long and farewell.
i'm not quite sure why i did this. i think i just needed to laugh about it later and share it in this blog.
i have this tendency to do weird things that only i would enjoy and if i tried to tell one of my friends about it they would simply give me an awkward stare and walk away(which has happened before). so why not share my strange behavior that's probably either a cry for help or the beginnings of suicidal/homicidal rage with the internet?
Item#1
at work, i'm surrounded by paper clips. my job and the jobs of those around me demand alot of paper clips as a regular part of an efficient, functional work day. recently i started taking a handful of paper clips and unbending them except for one end which now makes the paper clip look like a skinny "L". i have an example of what the paper clips look like in a picture below. *note-bullets aren't included in the activity i engage in. this is just the best pic i could find on Google.
Paper clip next to bullet
anyhew, i unbend these paper clips (usually about 20 a day) and when i step outside, i throw them onto the ground in random directions as i'm walking around or walking to my car or to where ever.
why do i do this?
well, if i do 20 paper clips a day, that's 100 unbent paper clips in the parking lot a week. 400 a month. 4800 a year. eventually, people will begin to notice that the parking lot is littered with these unbent paper clips all bent the same way. imagine you're a friendly, happy worker on your way to your car to go home and you suddenly notice that the grounds are littered with unbent paper clips. it would cause mass confusion in that person and it would probably stick to his head for the rest of the week. all because someone he's never met decided that he was bored with his life.
item #2
on my way home from work i stopped off at a 7-11 to pick up some provisions (ready made magazine and water) and a panhandler approached me to see if i had a quarter. for some reason or another i began talking like space ghost. this is (roughly) the exchange between himself and me.
panhandler: hey man, i'm sorry to bug you but do you have a quarter you can spare?
me: sorry citizen but sadly i do not. i apologize for the lack of transaction but you see, i'm freshly out of the government's mint. however i do have a piece of plastic that will allow me the purchase of goods and services.
panhandler: ok...thanks.
me: so long and farewell.
i'm not quite sure why i did this. i think i just needed to laugh about it later and share it in this blog.
posted by brandon at
11:17 PM
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