Retail Therapy

Beverage: diet coke from the Chinese place

Toast: respectful silence

I was crabby pretty much all day. It started off with a series of needless lectures over email. You'd ask someone a question and instead of answering it they explain a bunch of stuff you already know in a snotty tone and never get to the first question. I got like three of these in a row with strangers being douchey.

Usually I take things like the puff adder in the old Monrovian story: de man he step on the adders back. De adder he say: oh! Dat man he does not mean to step on me, I will let him go. De man step on the adder's tail. Dat adder say: oh, dat man! He makes a mistake, I will not bite him. But de man step on de adder's nose! De adder he say: DAT MAN! He make fun of my nose it is so short! I will BITE him one time!

By ten they were stepping on my nose and I had to step away before I wrote emails I'd regret.

By eleven I was feeling weird physically and left the building for a while. This is uncharacteristic. I typically work all day and through lunch. I have left the building in the day perhaps five times since coming here.

I found myself at Best Buy and I bought this watch. It's called a Pebble.

The idea is, it pairs via Bluetooth to your phone. Then you get a text or call, and the watch shows you the alert. So instead of staring at your phone rudely around people, you can glance at your watch and decide what to do.

The other part that's sort of fun is that you can design your own watch faces and create apps for it. I made one with the Ramones logo for instance.

But even this didn't make me feel better. Because now I had shopped through lunch, which I didn't realize until later. Sometimes you step on your own nose I guess.

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