Were you really watching the TV last night? Come on, I understand that the Rams are one of your favorite teams and that the Chiefs are your fantasy football defense, but you weren’t actually watching that game in the living room when I got home from work last night at 9:30.
Maybe if you were using one less entertainment medium while watching the game I would have believed you. Unless you are one of the amazing multi-taskers ever to grace the planet, I can’t possibly fathom that you were watching the game with any interest.
I sat on the Lazy Boy next to you and watched you as you modified photos and surfed the internet using your i-Book. Your attention intermittently passed between the computer screen and the hipster music magazine that sat to your left. I know you weren’t listening to the game, because the music from your headphones virtually drowned out the TV volume for me.
But despite all that, I asked, “Hey, ahem, Hey, EXCUSE ME” –you remove the headphone from one ear—“do you mind if I change the channel”
“Well, I’m kinda, uh, watchin’ that.”
Sounds like your housemate should meet some of mine. Most recent performace: about 4 am Thursday, one decided to have a jam session: guitar, bass guitar, bongos, soprano, and screaming cat.
Don't you just love living with others?
Your housemates have bongos? Awesome
Posted by: chris at August 25, 2004 11:58 AM