Thursday, February 10, 2005
Yesterday some guy came in and camped out in the stall next to me. He, like his 12 failed predecessors mistakenly thought "well sure there's someone in here but if I just go in and sit down, he'll wrap up and then I can get to my business." He misunderestimated me. I have a 2 way pager and nothing but time. I'm not going anywhere until I finish what I came in here to do. I'll write emails to myself and friends, read the news, whatever. I will sit here for 15 hours if need be but I'm not leaving just to help you out, camper. The best attempt to "dethrone me" only lasted 23 minutes. That was old #11. He was worthy adversary. He had a good pair of sitting shoes and either a newspaper or a magazine. He outlasted #9 and #10 combined. In the end though he lost. That's the bottom line. I think he might have lost circulation in his legs. It has happened to me but I fight through the pain. Pins and needles. I really haven't even had to bring my A game yet. I doubt it will ever come to that. I think I might request mail in blogs though.