08/12/2003 Archived Entry: "Zen"

Today's Moment of Zen:

A few minutes ago, I was here in my cube, talking to my wife. She put me on hold for a moment to take care of something and hold music began playing, and at that moment my favorite Asian Lady, Mrs. How-He-Get-The-Oracle, walked up and began talking to--or, rather, talking at--the gentleman in the cube behind me. In my right ear blared the latest Jennifer Lopez rap song, made flat and tinny by the 3000 Hz filtering of the telephone, and in my left ear all I could hear was terribly mangled half-English.

It would be difficult to say which one of them was less understandable. My brain tried to sort through the noise for about three seconds, and then shut down. I had, quite suddenly, acheved satori.

[Previous entry: "Motorcycle Safety Foundation"] [Return to archive...] [Next entry: "The sound of freedom"]