Wednesday, February 24, 2010

wadda man wadda man wadda man

I work in radio. My coworkers have really great voices. Booming, powerful, God is speaking to you kinds of voices. Which is great when discussing important news or the latest in intellectual research. It's downright hilarious when discussing anything else. "I've waited my whole life for Jelly Bellies to not cost $7. Now they're $1.47 a pound. I bought 15 pounds. My day has come." It sounded just like the voice over narration to an overly dramatic B film. "I think I'll have tuna today" or "I love tetris" are not meaningless statements like they would be coming from you or me, but are instead voiced as psalms.

I woke up this morning thinking, "yes, it's finally Friday." FAIL.


  1. A gentleman in our South Carolina ward also had a radio voice. He was old, vegan, and wore three piece 70's suits to church. I want him to narrate my life.

  2. Thinking it's Friday when it's not is one of the worst feelings ever. Worse than that is thinking it's Saturday when it's not and sleeping in and missing class, a doctor's appointment, a final exam... etc.


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