I got my brain broken last night at the convenience store. I paid for my food, and traded pleasantries with the clerk. Then he said:
"I really like your recording of celaphain."
I looked blank. "I'm sorry?"
"I really like the you did for Librivox. I actually have it here under the counter."
I was completely boggled. I'm not used to having online and offline collide that thoroughly. I asked if he had recognized the name on my badge from work. "That, and I recognized your voice, too."
Ok, I'm officially weirded out for this week. :-)
*sigh* Not much to expand. I'm doing tech support at a local call center for the OpenTable restaurant reservation system. I love the work, but I feel like I'm only getting paid about half what my time is worth. It wasn't quite as bad when Donna was working regularly as a sub at the daycare, but summer vacation season is over now, and things are starting to get... umm... interesting. :-(
"I really like your recording of celaphain."
I looked blank. "I'm sorry?"
"I really like the you did for Librivox. I actually have it here under the counter."
I was completely boggled. I'm not used to having online and offline collide that thoroughly. I asked if he had recognized the name on my badge from work. "That, and I recognized your voice, too."
Ok, I'm officially weirded out for this week. :-)
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