The conversations this morning went something like this:
He: Can you print off a couple things for me? Here are 7 urls, 1 pdf and 1 word file. And then I need 50 more color copies of the flyer--duplex, please. No don't bother folding them, I'll do that later.
Me: Grrr.
He: You know, if you had a real job, you couldn't complain like that.
Me: Your lack of planning does not constitute my crisis.
He: What lack of planning? I've been planning this for weeks. And what do you mean, "last minute"?? The plane doesn't take off for another four hours.
He: Did you pick up my business cards from the printshop?
He: Yep, and you're not going to like the mistake they made on them.
He: Where's my favorite shirt?
Me: I just finished your laundry.
He: Where's my new pants?
Me: I just finished hemming them.
He: You know, I don't think I have room in my suitcase for my tennis shoes, jeans, dress shoes or dress pants. Could you put them in your suitcase when you come?
Me: Sure. When I join you next week all I'm bringing is my toothbrush and a change of underwear.
He: Photos. Don't you think I should take some photos of the family with me?
Me: Have you ever heard of the internet? Let me write down the URL.
He: Could you make a back up copy of my Powerpoints on a CD? The one for the keynote lecture at Stanford and the one for the sermon I'll be giving 5 times. Don't mix them up.
Me: Mix them up? Hmm, that could be instructive--in both cases.
Me: Would you like some salad? It might be your last chance for vegetables.
He: I know California is full of fruits and nuts, but do you think there are no vegetables?
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Are you coming to California? I know it's a big place, but you have to stop by San Diego if you're in the area....
shroud/charley
We are coming to California. In fact, Gary is supposed to be having dinner tonight in Mountain View with his friend who created Perl. I'm flying out in a week and then we're going to visit friends and relatives in the Santa Cruz area--too bad San Diego is too far away!
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