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Catch 22 on Cloud 9
7.29.2007

So once upon a time, I had a Deep Thought taped to my monitor at work. It was this one:

If you're ever giving a speech, when you start out, act nervous and get mixed up a little bit. Then, as you go along, get better and better. Then, at the end, give off a white, glowing light and have rays shoot out of you.

And one day a new guy named Sam from Accounting had to come to get some info about our refund procedures. He saw the Deep Thought, read it, and sat there blankly for a minute trying really hard to "get" it. He had his hand on his chin, saying "Hmm. . .white, glowing light. . ."


posted at 12:48 PM by Kevin