character confusion
harrison ford stole my headphones.
there is a han solo action figure on my desk at work. he usually guards the small items i bring on a daily basis. sunglasses, cellphone, notes to myself, personal music devices, all under the careful watch of the notorious inter-planetary smuggler.
yesterday morning i decided it would be funny to coil up my earbuds and place them in his open left hand so it looked like he was holding them. i did quite a good job because he faithfully grasped them through the entire day.
apparently the joke was on me.
when the clock struck 5:30 i powered down my computer displays, grabbed my sunglasses and phone, shut off the lights and headed out the door. i had that uncomfortable feeling that i was forgetting something, but i shrugged it off and went to the train. suddenly i realized i didn't have my headphones and i knew exactly why.
nothing on my desk had looked strange so i didn't even consider the headphones as part of the day. i had glanced at han solo, noticed his gun and coiled rope and mistaken him for indiana jones.
after all, both characters sport a ratty light brown shirt, a gun holster of some sort, and the rough misogynistic charm of harrison ford.
fool me once, shame on you.
fool me once with my own film toy, i'm an idiot.
there is a han solo action figure on my desk at work. he usually guards the small items i bring on a daily basis. sunglasses, cellphone, notes to myself, personal music devices, all under the careful watch of the notorious inter-planetary smuggler.
yesterday morning i decided it would be funny to coil up my earbuds and place them in his open left hand so it looked like he was holding them. i did quite a good job because he faithfully grasped them through the entire day.
apparently the joke was on me.
when the clock struck 5:30 i powered down my computer displays, grabbed my sunglasses and phone, shut off the lights and headed out the door. i had that uncomfortable feeling that i was forgetting something, but i shrugged it off and went to the train. suddenly i realized i didn't have my headphones and i knew exactly why.
nothing on my desk had looked strange so i didn't even consider the headphones as part of the day. i had glanced at han solo, noticed his gun and coiled rope and mistaken him for indiana jones.
after all, both characters sport a ratty light brown shirt, a gun holster of some sort, and the rough misogynistic charm of harrison ford.
fool me once, shame on you.
fool me once with my own film toy, i'm an idiot.
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