This week, the sound from my right headphone started crackling and promptly died. I’ve been listening to my music with only the left channel until I can find a replacement pair.
This has led to the unfortunate discovery that when singing to yourself at a certain volume, OTHER PEOPLE CAN STILL HEAR YOU.
Knowing his preference for how he likes his coffee, I jokingly told him he should get a Wayne Gretzky on the way to Timmies this morning. Until today, he had never even heard of Tim Hortons, and must have thought that all Canadian products are named after Canadian heroes. “What’s that?” he asked me. “Nine cream and nine sugar, like Gretzky’s jersey number; 99”, I told him.
“That sounds good”.
So I walked up to the counter, made my order, and looked at him. He gave me a nod, so I turned to the girl behind the counter again, and said, “Extra large coffee. Nine cream, nine sugar”.
In a completely deadpan face, she asked, “Are you serious?”.
And this is probably the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced.