Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Service with a smile?

I don't know what it is today, but I am Mr. Customer Service around here. I'm being nice (scary!), being extra patient (frightening!), and most importantly, not losing my temper with anyone (run for the hills!).

No, I didn't get laid last night, neither did I wile away the hours flirting with anyone. No, I didn't wake up on the right side of the bed- I actually woke up in extreme pain (I screwed up my back the other day, and every morning is a new level of pain). I haven't done anything out of the ordinary routine, well, except for not shaving today, and I spent part of my commute thinking about my walk from the train to my office as a mini-Battan march.

So, what's my deal? I just don't get it.

On a completely unrelated topic, I'm trying to spread the use of the word commurfer. This is my word for riding the train while standing without actually holding onto anything.


Blogger cynthia said...

is it the weather? i don't know about chicago but here at least it's the first day the sun is out after five days of rain and everyone is chipper.

12:36 PM  
Blogger Maria said...

Maybe it's the drugs? And about "commufer, I practice that extreme sport a lot on the subway, but I just call it "surfing".

12:41 PM  
Blogger Dave said...

Yeah, this trend didn't last long. My theory is that I had finally lost it.

9:17 AM  

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