Dear Friends and Family,
The cicadas are here. I haven't seen any by our house, but I saw several yesterday when I went out for some focus groups. There were about a half dozen dead cicadas on my walk from the train station to the office park. And, I thought about writing about them. Fascinating.
We finished the focus groups by 4:30 and I was totally jazzed about being home ~5:30. It was sunny out and I was feeling great. I was waiting for the train and talking on the phone when I noticed a giant cicada on my shoe. Gross! I tried swiping it off with my other shoe. (I didn't want to step on it cause it would be all over my shoe...) It would budge. So, then I started kicking my foot around, hoping to dis-lodge the cicada, when my shoe flew off, into the tracks!
There's my shoe, on the track. I rang for customer assistance while mentally toying with jumping down myself to get my shoe weighted against just walking home with one shoe on. A track person showed up and told me he'd be able to get my shoe, it'd just take a little bit. Twenty minutes later he retrieved my shoe and I was able to head home. Glad I was able to provide as much entertainment as I did for the rest of yesterday's commuters. They totally got a kick out of the whole thing.
I'm can't wait for them to leave. Gross.
Cheers!
mouse
The cicadas are here. I haven't seen any by our house, but I saw several yesterday when I went out for some focus groups. There were about a half dozen dead cicadas on my walk from the train station to the office park. And, I thought about writing about them. Fascinating.
We finished the focus groups by 4:30 and I was totally jazzed about being home ~5:30. It was sunny out and I was feeling great. I was waiting for the train and talking on the phone when I noticed a giant cicada on my shoe. Gross! I tried swiping it off with my other shoe. (I didn't want to step on it cause it would be all over my shoe...) It would budge. So, then I started kicking my foot around, hoping to dis-lodge the cicada, when my shoe flew off, into the tracks!
There's my shoe, on the track. I rang for customer assistance while mentally toying with jumping down myself to get my shoe weighted against just walking home with one shoe on. A track person showed up and told me he'd be able to get my shoe, it'd just take a little bit. Twenty minutes later he retrieved my shoe and I was able to head home. Glad I was able to provide as much entertainment as I did for the rest of yesterday's commuters. They totally got a kick out of the whole thing.
I'm can't wait for them to leave. Gross.
Cheers!
mouse
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2 comments:
ok mouse - that is some funny $hit right there. I don't know how you manage to get yourself into some of these fixes! Between this and sleeping past your stop yesterday, I'd pretty much be ready to phone it in... :)
The best part was the you took photos of your orphaned shoe. I guess when you have 20 minutes to hop on one foot, you get pretty creative.
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