Tuesday, June 02, 2009

What We Don't Say

Shana left the house super early this morning to attend a shooting at a high school.
Well, she's doing senior portraits.
But there was a lot of talk during orientation about not referring to the photography session as a "shooting" and to not discuss "shooting kids at a high school", which I find an amazingly hysterical use of orientation time.
I've also not been helping since I tend to ask questions like,"So, did you shoot a bunch of kids in the face today?" and "Was the school shooting everything you always dreamed it would be?"
Walking into a school gymnasium with duffel bags filled with equipment and then shooting kids is the way Shana will be spending her day.
My job sucks.


Joe said...

NSA Agent 1: "Hmmm ... NarusInsight just got a hit!"

NSA Agent 2: "Data mining is my life. What did it find?"

NSA Agent 1: "Some jackhole whining about Star Trek and threatening to shoot kids and being freaked out by spiders."

NSA Agent 2: "Strange ... that's exactly how we found Kaczynski ..."

Garrick said...

Kaczynski lived in a ramshackle hut in the woods with no plumbing and wore hoodies year-round.

Hey, what's your mailing address, professor?

Joe said...

1 Infinite Loop
Cupertino, CA 95014

Heh ... this should set off a few online alarms ...

Garrick said...

"I've been sitting here all day just reading Catcher in the Rye and sharpening my knife collection, officer."

Joe said...

You know there are secret codes in "The Great Gatsby" that detail the link between the Kennedy Assassination and clowns ... right?

Garrick said...

That doesn't surprise me, but I still hate that book so hard . . .