"Joey, Do You Like Movies About Gladiators?"
"Airplane!" is a rare film. One that if I were to find it playing on some television channel, I would literally stop what I was doing and curl up on the couch to watch. The outside world stops and productivity be damned. Between the sight gags and the written words, the film is genius. Honestly, I've watched it far too many times to count at this point, and will continue to do so.
So, I'm always looking for the "Airplane" moments in life-- where you can riff off of one of the classic lines from the film. A real opportunity, not the ubitiquous "Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit amphetamines". Finally, one presented itself this past week.
From an IM exchange with a female friend:
Friend: He hasn't even been able to say those three little words.
Me: What words?
Friend: I love you.
Me: I love you too, but what are the three little words?
I quietly chuckled to myself the rest of the day.
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The moment I knew I might like my job: Boss 1 says, "Surely, it won't..." etc, etc. Under my breath, I reflexively mutter, "Don't call me Shirley." I realize too late that I've said it loud enough for Boss 2 to hear. I cringe, expecting immediate firing for insubordination. Instead, he turns and gives me a surprised, approving nod.
roger, roger.
you're slacking -- gimme a new post!
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