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"Bonjour," says [French guy, we'll call him Jean], upon arriving in the office, to the South Indian [we'll call him Prakash] with whom he shares a cubicle wall. Prakash looks back, blankly. "Buenos dias," Jean tries again, gamely. Another stare. "Guten Tag, bon giorno," Jean tries, with a tiny note of desperation along with his accent. "Nii hao, hello!" "Namaste," I add, perhaps unhelpfully. Prakash pulls the tiny tiny earphones out of his ears and looks at us both. "What?" Tags: diary, silly, words
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The Chinese project manager two desks over is on the phone, talking about a project I'm working on. He mis-spells my surname, scrambling the coda consonants. He notices me flinching at the mis-spelling, and corrects himself. He then compares it to "uh, a Persian king yah", hears me laugh, and looks up at me: "what -- no?" "It's just a name," I said. I don't want to go into the extended history of the consonant sequence, which derives from an old name for one of the Hebrew tribes. It's anglo-homophonous, but not anglo-orthographically identical to the name he's thinking of, nor is it ortho-identical to a certain even-numbered science-fiction sequel. He turns back to the phone. I turn back to my terminal. "No, I don't think so," he says after a moment. I turn back. He looks up -- "No, I don't think he's Vietnamese," he says to the phone. I sip some coffee, and go back to work. Tags: diary, silly, words
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You put the thesis in kick the antithesis out pull the synthesis together and you shake it all about it's the Hegel dialectic and you turn it all around; that's what it's all a-bout! Inspired by some discussion on evan's journal.Tags: brains, poetry, silly
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