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Aug. 6th, 2003 02:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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How I spent my morning: Asking a visiting tech questions about some of our office products, in a small demo. Mostly about some of the newer products, and which parts are which and how we can see what a customer is deascribing. Wasn't too bad, and it got me away from the phones for a bit. I think we're doing more this afternoon, after I get back from lunch at 3.
I kinda forgot about that this morning, and since it's relatively informal, it's not like I was rushing in there late. And let me save this file as I start to hear thunder...
I caught myself watching American Pie 2 last night, just out of randomness. Not my usual kind of comedy, even if some of it was funny to me. "Yeah, and this one time...here, this guy had some cookies..."
But I digress. There was a point in the movie wghere there's a party at a beach house. One of the main characters gets upset, and he ends up running out of the party onto the beach. It happens. Been there, in my own way. But what got to me, what really stretched my suspension of disbelief, was that his friends dropped whatever (and whoever, in one case) they were doing and went out to find the missing friend, and talk to him.
Am I just getting cynical, now? From having been there, almost everyone I've ever known doesn't even think of doing this. This happens, and people's usual reaction is 'let them be alone, don't ask, and when they come back don't ask what's wrong and pretend they were never upset'. What causes...either mode of thinking? I never understand it.
I know, I know, it's just a movie. It just got to me nonetheless.
How I spent my morning: Asking a visiting tech questions about some of our office products, in a small demo. Mostly about some of the newer products, and which parts are which and how we can see what a customer is deascribing. Wasn't too bad, and it got me away from the phones for a bit. I think we're doing more this afternoon, after I get back from lunch at 3.
I kinda forgot about that this morning, and since it's relatively informal, it's not like I was rushing in there late. And let me save this file as I start to hear thunder...
I caught myself watching American Pie 2 last night, just out of randomness. Not my usual kind of comedy, even if some of it was funny to me. "Yeah, and this one time...here, this guy had some cookies..."
But I digress. There was a point in the movie wghere there's a party at a beach house. One of the main characters gets upset, and he ends up running out of the party onto the beach. It happens. Been there, in my own way. But what got to me, what really stretched my suspension of disbelief, was that his friends dropped whatever (and whoever, in one case) they were doing and went out to find the missing friend, and talk to him.
Am I just getting cynical, now? From having been there, almost everyone I've ever known doesn't even think of doing this. This happens, and people's usual reaction is 'let them be alone, don't ask, and when they come back don't ask what's wrong and pretend they were never upset'. What causes...either mode of thinking? I never understand it.
I know, I know, it's just a movie. It just got to me nonetheless.
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Date: 2003-08-06 12:16 pm (UTC)But I'll leave a party--even one I'm throwing--to get out and get a little personal space, so most people who at least know me well enough to notice that won't worry when I leave. It's no big thing. For better or worse, I'm usually at least pretty good at disguising "stepping out for other reasons" as "stepping out to placate my introversion," so I don't get much reaction. I'd rather not, really. If I wanted people to clamor over me, I'd make more of a spectacle. :)