Four conversations at work yesterday, vaguely remembered:
Avani the intern and me:
Me: Yeah, that phone conversation I had yesterday must have sounded pretty weird to you. All that stuff about "Warrior Monks" and "XX-Rated" and "Mystic Fish".Avani: Nah, I just figured that you were talking with your S.O.
(Brief image flashes through brain: Wesley Chan and I cooing sweet nothings to each other over the phone.)
Me: Eww, yick. Uhm, no it was this treasure-hunt game stuff. People drive around the bay area, solving puzzles...
A.: Oh wait, I have heard of this. My friend Ari just did one of those.
Me: Uhm, the sarong math guy? You know him?
A.: Yeah, we know each other from Harvey Mudd.
Me: Huh. Well, one of those games is coming up this weekend. I hope it's fun.
Avani the intern and me, later:
Me: Uhm, so this cold that you have. Was the first symptom a scratchy throat? Ahem.
A: Yeah.
Me: Oh man. Ahem. [shakes fist] Curse you!
A.: I've had it for about three weeks now. It's not so bad now as when it started.
Me: Gah?
Vanessa and Me:
Vanessa: So, how are you doing?
Me: My intern gave me a cold.
Vanessa: Didn't he just start this week? And you're already making out with the intern?
(Brief image flashes through brain: Avani, some how transformed into a "he"--and I, making out.)
Me: Eww, yick. Uhm, she's married? I got it just from us talking to each other. Ahem.
Vanessa: Hmm.
Me: Hey, don't worry, I'm standing all the way over here.
Wesley and Me
Wesley: I hope you get better by tomorrow and can play.
Me: Ahem. I don't think that's going to happen.
So Anyhow
So anyhow, the Paparazzi game is happening today. But instead of filling up the Mystic Fish van with my cold germs, I'm sitting at home, gulping down vitamin C. I guess the good news is that if I hadn't caught this cold, I wouldn't have had a chance to talk to Vanessa yesterday--I would have been on my way to outfit the van.
Labels: priorities, puzzlehunts