Thursday, January 06, 2005
The Battle of Big Squash
I ran into "Billy" on the train this morning. He was more tolerable than usual, perhaps because I've managed to avoid him for a while. He was talking about his new Red Sox World Series Champs basebally cap, which he was sporting today.
Billy: (holding the cap out towards me) See? It's fitted, but it stretches, too. It would probably even fit your head!
Me: Maybe. You know who else has a really big head? My roommate, Brendan. He recently purchased an XXXL ski helmet.
Billy: Wow. I went to high school with a kid whose head was so big that they had to special order a helmet for him. Nobody's worn it since, so they have it on display now.
I can't imagine having a helmet on display that showcases the size of my noggin.
As we walked across the street to catch the shuttle, a guy with a plow on his truck was getting fed up with waiting for the steady stream of pedestrians from the train station to cross the street. The plow lurched towards the people ahead of us in the crosswalk, and Billy wasn't going to take it. He left my side, walked up to the driver's side window of the truck, and began yelling at the driver, who looked pretty nervous (Billy's a big dude). I didn't catch the whole thing, but it included something about "driving through downtown Boston during rush hour", and was peppered with some choice expletives. It was pretty entertaining. Like I said, Billy was more tolerable than usual.
We live in New England and it's the middle of January, so it's understandable that nobody was expecting snow. I heard them rattle off about 300 school cancellations on the radio this morning, and I got jealous of all of those kids who got to stay in bed while I walked through the snow with a hole in my shoe. I swear I'm going to super-glue it one of these days.
It's okay to get mad at your boss...just not this mad.
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Billy: (holding the cap out towards me) See? It's fitted, but it stretches, too. It would probably even fit your head!
Me: Maybe. You know who else has a really big head? My roommate, Brendan. He recently purchased an XXXL ski helmet.
Billy: Wow. I went to high school with a kid whose head was so big that they had to special order a helmet for him. Nobody's worn it since, so they have it on display now.
I can't imagine having a helmet on display that showcases the size of my noggin.
As we walked across the street to catch the shuttle, a guy with a plow on his truck was getting fed up with waiting for the steady stream of pedestrians from the train station to cross the street. The plow lurched towards the people ahead of us in the crosswalk, and Billy wasn't going to take it. He left my side, walked up to the driver's side window of the truck, and began yelling at the driver, who looked pretty nervous (Billy's a big dude). I didn't catch the whole thing, but it included something about "driving through downtown Boston during rush hour", and was peppered with some choice expletives. It was pretty entertaining. Like I said, Billy was more tolerable than usual.
We live in New England and it's the middle of January, so it's understandable that nobody was expecting snow. I heard them rattle off about 300 school cancellations on the radio this morning, and I got jealous of all of those kids who got to stay in bed while I walked through the snow with a hole in my shoe. I swear I'm going to super-glue it one of these days.
It's okay to get mad at your boss...just not this mad.
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