Ok, so I’m weak. That’s just all there is to it. I went ahead and bought the camera after making only $120 so far. I’m still trying to collect some extra dinero but just couldn’t wait as I HAD to have this camera. Isn’t it pretty?
Well wouldn’t you know that Nandago’s Law came into play on this purchase. I bought the camera online yesterday (because I got a free memory card ordering online) and when I went to look at it today the price had been reduced $100. AUUGGHHH!! So I immediately called customer service and was assured that my card would be credited the money back. Crisis and panic adverted – I’m elated!! So now I’m on pins and needles waiting for my camera which should be here sometime next week.
Now onto something totally unrelated to the camera but was also something I couldn’t resist. Actually it wasn’t so much that I couldn’t resist as it just flew out of my mouth before I could think. I was standing in line at work waiting to pick up a lunch order. There were a bunch of people down there from different departments of the company – hence a lot of people I don’t know. The guy in front of me for example was someone I had never seen before but the guy in front of him works in my lab. So my co-worker and I were talking a little when the guy in between us looks at me and does a quick and hard double take. It was so obvious I momentarily paused from the conversation and looked at him. Probably feeling a little awkward, the guy said that I looked exactly like this girl he knew and it threw him off for a second. Completely uncharacteristic of me, really I swear – cross my heart, without missing a beat or breaking eye contact I replied, “Oh, well she must be really hot”. Truly narcissism would be the last trait I would ever use to describe myself but sarcasm may very well be the first and that’s the angle I was going for here. If the guy felt awkward before he was probably dying. It took a second for him to gather himself and his stammering reply was “yeah, she’s really pretty”.
It was then at this moment that I began to feel just a little uncomfortable at the position I had put this poor guy in and was about to tell him I was just messing around or kidding when the secretary turned and asked me a question. By the time I finished answering her, this guy had picked up his food and left. For the life of me I can’t remember what he looks like and have probably passed him since and not even realized it. I hope not. Or at least I hope he doesn’t remember this exchange. When I think of this incident I can clearly hear Homer Simpson in my head, “DOH!!”.