Neuro Misfirings

Caller: Hi, is the business owner available?
Sid: No.
(pause)
Caller: Is the office manager available?
Sid: What’s this regarding?
Caller: Blah, blah, blah, local online advertising, blah, blah, blah.
Sid: Advertising?! I’m interested in buying a Super Bowl ad, can you help me with that?
Caller: No, is the office manager available?
Sid: Nope, just me. But I'd really like that Super Bowl ad.
Caller: Thank you, we’ll try back later.

I just realized I’m so old that if I wanted to find a cougar I’d probably have to go to an AARP meeting.

If I had the ability to walk up the side of buildings, I’d also insist on the ability to fly in case I slipped or something. But then if I had the ability to fly, what good would it be to have the ability to walk up the side of buildings? Unless I wanted to do that as exercise or something. I bet it would be a pretty good cardio workout. But I'd still want the flying option in case I tripped over a gargoyle. That would be an embarrassing way to die.

I was listening to some Barry Manilow the other day and wondered how many successive listens to Copacabana would it take to go insane? I bet that number is pretty low. Probably single digits.

The toughest job in the world must be a legitimate Nigerian estate attorney.