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I went for a walk with my neighbor. It's supposed to be for exercise, but we end up having to stop and talk with chatty neighbors so often that it's not much of a workout.
Anyway I observed the following conversation between my walking partner (LB) and a guy who lives a few houses down from her (BH). I pretty much stayed out and observed it in all its glory:
LB: [to BH's dog] Hey, Zeke! How ya doin' boy?
BH: LB! Hi! [to me] Hi!
Me and BH: Hi!
BH: [to LB] How was your trip?
LB: Great. How are you?
BH: Fine. But I'm fed up with those guys from Verizon.
LB: [looking over a retaining wall under construction] I see your wall is coming along.
BH: I swear to God they look for the stupidest people on the planet and make sure to hire them.
LB: Uh-huh. Hey! Zeke!
BH: I told them that if they offered the service for free I still don't want it. I'm going back to Comcast.
LB: Really? Want your tummy scratched, Zeke?
BH: They're still trying to talk me out of cancelling their service. But I'm going back to Comcast. I just hope I don't lose all my addresses and stuff and those pictures you sent me.
LB: You should be fine. That stuff is on your computer. Just look for a .pst file.
BH: What? A tsp file?
LB: No. P. S. T.
BH: P. T. S?
LB: P. S. T.
BH: What is a PST?
LB: It's a file which has the stuff you want. Just search for a pst file and you will find your stuff.
BH: Search?
LB: Yes. Remember? Go to Windows Explorer...
BH: Explorer? Is that the one where I use the special button and...
Mrs BH: [from the doorway] Hey, LB! How are you?
LB: I'm great, but I've got to go. I just realized I need to take a call from Taipei at [looks at watch] seven o'clock. I'll catch you guys later!
After we were out of hearing range I asked LB if "going back to Comcast" meant that BH had previously cancelled with them because he thought they were morons.
Turns out I was right. I'm psychic!
Anyway I observed the following conversation between my walking partner (LB) and a guy who lives a few houses down from her (BH). I pretty much stayed out and observed it in all its glory:
LB: [to BH's dog] Hey, Zeke! How ya doin' boy?
BH: LB! Hi! [to me] Hi!
Me and BH: Hi!
BH: [to LB] How was your trip?
LB: Great. How are you?
BH: Fine. But I'm fed up with those guys from Verizon.
LB: [looking over a retaining wall under construction] I see your wall is coming along.
BH: I swear to God they look for the stupidest people on the planet and make sure to hire them.
LB: Uh-huh. Hey! Zeke!
BH: I told them that if they offered the service for free I still don't want it. I'm going back to Comcast.
LB: Really? Want your tummy scratched, Zeke?
BH: They're still trying to talk me out of cancelling their service. But I'm going back to Comcast. I just hope I don't lose all my addresses and stuff and those pictures you sent me.
LB: You should be fine. That stuff is on your computer. Just look for a .pst file.
BH: What? A tsp file?
LB: No. P. S. T.
BH: P. T. S?
LB: P. S. T.
BH: What is a PST?
LB: It's a file which has the stuff you want. Just search for a pst file and you will find your stuff.
BH: Search?
LB: Yes. Remember? Go to Windows Explorer...
BH: Explorer? Is that the one where I use the special button and...
Mrs BH: [from the doorway] Hey, LB! How are you?
LB: I'm great, but I've got to go. I just realized I need to take a call from Taipei at [looks at watch] seven o'clock. I'll catch you guys later!
After we were out of hearing range I asked LB if "going back to Comcast" meant that BH had previously cancelled with them because he thought they were morons.
Turns out I was right. I'm psychic!
(I'm such a bad person for asking that...)
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