September 2009
5 posts
It’s funny how people always need something to do when they walk into an elevator filled with people. Even when their floor is lit, they always need to hit the button again. Sometimes even again and again. As if it’ll light up more. As if there’s an algorithm for speed and number of times the button is pressed.
If there’s one thing I can’t stand (there’s not, but if), it’s when people tell me to calm down. Nothing good comes of it. “I am calm!!!” I usually scream back. After all, there’s no good way to prove your calm. Even if I don’t scream, I’ve gotta provide some sort of convincing argument. “I’m calm, I’m calm,” I might say...
“Talented people are often neurotic.”
– Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye