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Guy in front of me in the ticketing line: You had to run over my foot with the car.  Now I'm going to get Lebanese Brain Chiggers from walking around on the airport floor. 

His friend: No.  Now you have Ebola.

Their female friend: Shhh! Patriot Act.


Also, for those interested, it would appear that Armstrong International Airport in New Orleans also has free wireless access.  
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Guy in front of me in the ticketing line: You had to run over my foot with the car.  Now I'm going to get Lebanese Brain Chiggers from walking around on the airport floor. 

His friend: No.  Now you have Ebola.

Their female friend: Shhh! Patriot Act.


Also, for those interested, it would appear that Armstrong International Airport in New Orleans also has free wireless access.  
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I never thought I would really have call to use WiFi  in an airport, but it's here so I'm going to use it.  So far, so good with the day before Thanksgiving travel.  Got up at 4:00.  Hotel shuttle to the airport left on time at 4:30.  I was the first dropped off and was out of the e-ticket line by 4:50.  Gate opened at 5:00.  Robert Goulet got to go through the x-ray machine twice, then gave the attendant a bit of a scare when she pulled him out of my coat pocket. 

Attendant 1: *flinches* Is that real? Is it a toy?
Me: It's stuffed
Attendant 2: *laughing* Scared you a little, huh.

Now all there is to do is wait for the flight at 7:00 and hope that the snow rain mix they were calling for yesterday holds off.  So far, just rain. 
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I never thought I would really have call to use WiFi  in an airport, but it's here so I'm going to use it.  So far, so good with the day before Thanksgiving travel.  Got up at 4:00.  Hotel shuttle to the airport left on time at 4:30.  I was the first dropped off and was out of the e-ticket line by 4:50.  Gate opened at 5:00.  Robert Goulet got to go through the x-ray machine twice, then gave the attendant a bit of a scare when she pulled him out of my coat pocket. 

Attendant 1: *flinches* Is that real? Is it a toy?
Me: It's stuffed
Attendant 2: *laughing* Scared you a little, huh.

Now all there is to do is wait for the flight at 7:00 and hope that the snow rain mix they were calling for yesterday holds off.  So far, just rain. 
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So, last night I went to the bar next to the hotel with a bunch of people from the crew.  Around midnight I decided it was time for me to go sleep, so I put on my jacket, closed out my tab, and headed to the door at which point some woman I don't know grabbed me by the shoulders. 

Woman: Hey look here's a girl.
Me: ?
Woman: Will you dance with him.  <points to her friend (I hope) in the booth>
Me: I was on my way out the door. 
Woman: He's shy.
Man with Woman: Are you shy?
Me: Um, yes. 
Man <to the friend in the booth>: See she's shy too.  <to me> Well you were on your way out so drive safely. 
Me: Thanks, I will.

So my question is: was I rude? Should I have diverted from my plan to leave at that moment in order to dance with this guy?
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So, last night I went to the bar next to the hotel with a bunch of people from the crew.  Around midnight I decided it was time for me to go sleep, so I put on my jacket, closed out my tab, and headed to the door at which point some woman I don't know grabbed me by the shoulders. 

Woman: Hey look here's a girl.
Me: ?
Woman: Will you dance with him.  <points to her friend (I hope) in the booth>
Me: I was on my way out the door. 
Woman: He's shy.
Man with Woman: Are you shy?
Me: Um, yes. 
Man <to the friend in the booth>: See she's shy too.  <to me> Well you were on your way out so drive safely. 
Me: Thanks, I will.

So my question is: was I rude? Should I have diverted from my plan to leave at that moment in order to dance with this guy?
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The Scene:  1:30 am.  I'm asleep in bed.  The phone rings.  The number is from the Shreveport area code, definitely someone I don't know.  I ignore it.

The phone rings again.  Same number.  I answer in order to inform the caller that they have the wrong number. 

The Conversation:

Me: <groggy> Hello?
Irate woman on the phone: Where's Chris?
Me: You have the wrong number.
IWOTP: When did Chris change his number.
Me: I've had this number for six months.
IWOTP: No! I just called Chris on this number three days ago.
Me: No you didn't.
IWOTP: If this is Chris' sister, there's gonna be trouble.
Me: Okay! <hang up>

Thankfully, IWOTP did not call back.  But, of course, I couldn't get back to sleep. 
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The Scene:  1:30 am.  I'm asleep in bed.  The phone rings.  The number is from the Shreveport area code, definitely someone I don't know.  I ignore it.

The phone rings again.  Same number.  I answer in order to inform the caller that they have the wrong number. 

The Conversation:

Me: <groggy> Hello?
Irate woman on the phone: Where's Chris?
Me: You have the wrong number.
IWOTP: When did Chris change his number.
Me: I've had this number for six months.
IWOTP: No! I just called Chris on this number three days ago.
Me: No you didn't.
IWOTP: If this is Chris' sister, there's gonna be trouble.
Me: Okay! <hang up>

Thankfully, IWOTP did not call back.  But, of course, I couldn't get back to sleep. 
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So, the random guy who gave me the Dr. Pepper in the laundry room the other day gave my roommate Naomi a six pack of Sprite. 

A conversation:

Naomi: Any reason for the soda?
Random Man: I hoping you don't have a man.
Naomi: <panicked look> Um, I kinda do.  Do you want your soda back?
Random Man:  Nah, that's okay. 

This begs the question: Does this man try to get with everyone in the hotel by giving them soda, or can he just not tell the difference between Naomi and I. 
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So, the random guy who gave me the Dr. Pepper in the laundry room the other day gave my roommate Naomi a six pack of Sprite. 

A conversation:

Naomi: Any reason for the soda?
Random Man: I hoping you don't have a man.
Naomi: <panicked look> Um, I kinda do.  Do you want your soda back?
Random Man:  Nah, that's okay. 

This begs the question: Does this man try to get with everyone in the hotel by giving them soda, or can he just not tell the difference between Naomi and I. 

Various

Apr. 16th, 2007 05:53 pm
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Well, I am once again in a place with no internet access.  Yeah! Farmerville.  But luckily the library in Ruston, which is only a half an hour away, has wireless access.  So I will be sharing various things from the last two weeks. 

First a letter:

Dear CSI Powers that be,

Why must you try to make Hodges likable? Why must you almost succeed? And even more, why must you do so to "Mr. Bluesky"?  I love that song, please don't ruin it for me. 

Yours till the end of the season (if not longer),
Allison

Second, a conversation:
PM (Project Manager): How long have you been here?
Me: Three months.
PM: Would you like us to get you a plane ticket home for one of the four-days
Me: That would be nice.

I will let those interested know what develops

Third, a rant:
Shovel testing sucks ass when your sick.  Wednesday morning I woke up with a sore throat which I thought would go away once I was up and about.  No such luck.  Instead, it got progressively worse, my legs started feeling shaky and I had the hardest time forcing myself to walk to my next shovel test, not to mention digging it.  Of course, this was an hour from our hotel so there was no way I could go back and by the end of the day we had ended up doing two miles.  GRRR.  Plus I had to sign my life away in order for Walmart to give me drugs.  Damn Methheads!

But on a happier note Walmart had Christy on DVD which was my favorite show in fourth grade and really stands up to repeat viewing. 

Various

Apr. 16th, 2007 05:53 pm
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Well, I am once again in a place with no internet access.  Yeah! Farmerville.  But luckily the library in Ruston, which is only a half an hour away, has wireless access.  So I will be sharing various things from the last two weeks. 

First a letter:

Dear CSI Powers that be,

Why must you try to make Hodges likable? Why must you almost succeed? And even more, why must you do so to "Mr. Bluesky"?  I love that song, please don't ruin it for me. 

Yours till the end of the season (if not longer),
Allison

Second, a conversation:
PM (Project Manager): How long have you been here?
Me: Three months.
PM: Would you like us to get you a plane ticket home for one of the four-days
Me: That would be nice.

I will let those interested know what develops

Third, a rant:
Shovel testing sucks ass when your sick.  Wednesday morning I woke up with a sore throat which I thought would go away once I was up and about.  No such luck.  Instead, it got progressively worse, my legs started feeling shaky and I had the hardest time forcing myself to walk to my next shovel test, not to mention digging it.  Of course, this was an hour from our hotel so there was no way I could go back and by the end of the day we had ended up doing two miles.  GRRR.  Plus I had to sign my life away in order for Walmart to give me drugs.  Damn Methheads!

But on a happier note Walmart had Christy on DVD which was my favorite show in fourth grade and really stands up to repeat viewing. 
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it's poisonous.  Our safety topic today  was supposed to be on poisonous (or more accurately venomous) snakes.  But somehow we all signed the sheet of paper saying we were there and never actually had the meeting.  Grr! This was a topic I was actually interested in, what with my no dieing policy. 

On our way to the site, the person driving the vehicle I was in got a speeding ticket.  We were following the other truck and got behind, so she sped up to catch them.  Unfortunately she did so right in front of a cop in a school zone.  The cop does the point maneuver which says "you - over" and she keeps going. 
   
    Me: You have to stop.
    Her: I wasn't speeding,
    Me: It doesn't matter.  When a cop says to stop, you stop. 

At this point, the cop has gotten in his car, turned the lights on, and is coming into our lane.  A fact which I point out to her.  Finally she stopped.  She had also forgotten to bring her license with her and therefore couldn't give it to him when he asked.  Luckily, she is from Louisiana and he was able to look up the fact that she does, in fact, have a license.  During all this, I'm on the phone with the Crew Chief in the other car explaining what was going on. 

Now there are two best parts:
  1. The driver was surprised that the cop didn't let her off with a warning.
  2. Somewhere during all this, the water jug tipped over, so I had no water to drink. 
Overall, not a good start to the day!
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it's poisonous.  Our safety topic today  was supposed to be on poisonous (or more accurately venomous) snakes.  But somehow we all signed the sheet of paper saying we were there and never actually had the meeting.  Grr! This was a topic I was actually interested in, what with my no dieing policy. 

On our way to the site, the person driving the vehicle I was in got a speeding ticket.  We were following the other truck and got behind, so she sped up to catch them.  Unfortunately she did so right in front of a cop in a school zone.  The cop does the point maneuver which says "you - over" and she keeps going. 
   
    Me: You have to stop.
    Her: I wasn't speeding,
    Me: It doesn't matter.  When a cop says to stop, you stop. 

At this point, the cop has gotten in his car, turned the lights on, and is coming into our lane.  A fact which I point out to her.  Finally she stopped.  She had also forgotten to bring her license with her and therefore couldn't give it to him when he asked.  Luckily, she is from Louisiana and he was able to look up the fact that she does, in fact, have a license.  During all this, I'm on the phone with the Crew Chief in the other car explaining what was going on. 

Now there are two best parts:
  1. The driver was surprised that the cop didn't let her off with a warning.
  2. Somewhere during all this, the water jug tipped over, so I had no water to drink. 
Overall, not a good start to the day!

Hunting

Jan. 16th, 2007 04:37 pm
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So, Sunday I patronized the Springhill United Methodist Church because it was the least Charismatic looking one in the town.   This is an excerpt from that experience. 

Minister: And I would like to remind all the men that the Men's Fellowship Wild Game Dinner will be next monday evening.  

Me: ?!

Minister: Blah, Blah, Blah a bunch of other announcements. Now let us pray.

Man in the Choir (a bass I think): Wait, I'd like to elaborate on the Wild Game dinner if I may.  If you're going to bring some game, you'll need to put it in the church refrigerator next sunday so it has plenty of time to thaw out.  And for those of you who don't hunt, someone needs to make the salads and the green beans and maybe some potatoes.  

Me: This is so not PA

Hunting

Jan. 16th, 2007 04:37 pm
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So, Sunday I patronized the Springhill United Methodist Church because it was the least Charismatic looking one in the town.   This is an excerpt from that experience. 

Minister: And I would like to remind all the men that the Men's Fellowship Wild Game Dinner will be next monday evening.  

Me: ?!

Minister: Blah, Blah, Blah a bunch of other announcements. Now let us pray.

Man in the Choir (a bass I think): Wait, I'd like to elaborate on the Wild Game dinner if I may.  If you're going to bring some game, you'll need to put it in the church refrigerator next sunday so it has plenty of time to thaw out.  And for those of you who don't hunt, someone needs to make the salads and the green beans and maybe some potatoes.  

Me: This is so not PA

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Scene: Conversation over breakfast this morning

Dad (really excited): I got you lot of fruits and vegetables. I got Parsnips!

Me (bursting out laughing): Parsnips?

Dad: You keep saying you like root vegetables.

Only my Father would be quite so excited about the parsnip, which is now what we are having for dinner tonight. I'm excited. I do like the root vegetables.

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Scene: Conversation over breakfast this morning

Dad (really excited): I got you lot of fruits and vegetables. I got Parsnips!

Me (bursting out laughing): Parsnips?

Dad: You keep saying you like root vegetables.

Only my Father would be quite so excited about the parsnip, which is now what we are having for dinner tonight. I'm excited. I do like the root vegetables.

pinksonia: (*headdesk*-stella_belli)
A conversation between me and a coworker:

CW: What is a Parson Brown?
ME: It's a minister whose last name is Brown
CW: What do they want to call their snowman a minister.
ME: Because they want to get married.
CW: To the snowman?
ME: No, to each other.
CW: (still looking very confused) Oh

pinksonia: (*headdesk*-stella_belli)
A conversation between me and a coworker:

CW: What is a Parson Brown?
ME: It's a minister whose last name is Brown
CW: What do they want to call their snowman a minister.
ME: Because they want to get married.
CW: To the snowman?
ME: No, to each other.
CW: (still looking very confused) Oh

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