So we all know that our phones are a huge part of our lives. We take them pretty much every where. They say that they’re generally the first thing we look at in the morning and the last thing we look at before going to sleep.
However, I’ve came across a situation where another’s phone usage has me bepuzzled and I wanted to get the worldly consensus. Yes, I realize that virtually all people will be looking at this post on their phones, and yes, that may skew the results but I acknowledge this and will persist.
You had me at Batman. I am not sure how it is in men’s rooms, I am not a shy person, but I would not ask. It’s almost as if you are in a privacy bubble when you are in a closed stall. I would be able to ask for tissue of course, not that I don’t check first to be certain. If your curiosity is insatiable, the worse that could happen is Gary/Terry/Batman telling you to mind your own beeswax. All this being said if someone tried to make eye contact through the crack in the door, I am not above yelling at them to take a picture, but I digress.
I know! I spent like an hour yesterday searching for a Batman named “Gary” on Wikipedia.
Subconsciously I was probably thinking that he looked like a Gary though. Manly type that does what he wants. When he wants. Most likely a car salesman.
“You’re going to buy this car or else I’ll throw you in the trunk and then you’ll realize how dumb you are, laying in a trunk, with no car, like a moron.”
In related news… I was practicing reading my podcast last night at the dinner table while Maggie was doing her homework. Every time I said “Gary” her eyes would roll. There came a point when all parties agreed I should read quietly to myself.
Funny, the only Gary I know is a tall, thin, 60-ish civil engineer with a ponytail who bikes to work and runs marathons. I also had a high school physics teacher with a small mustache and elbow patches named Geary (pronounced Gary). He erased the chalkboard row by row, walking all the way across like a dot matrix printer. So I guess, we have very different images of “Gary-ism”.
I’m concerned about Maggie having eyestrain after all those Gary’s. Did she eventually have to lay down with a cool wet washcloth over her eyes?
Yes, it would, though I don’t know why a millionaire crimefighter would reply to an ad on Craigslist. You’d likely get a lot more replies from guys sitting in their parents’ basements wearing plastic capes than from genuine Batmen. Batmans?
I couldn’t quite put my finger on why I preferred “batmen” over “batmans”, but I think that’s it.
I’ve also been advised by tism that “batsman” is right out, as it’s a cricket term… the plural of which is “batsmen”. I’m unreasonably annoyed by “batsmen”; it’s like some kind of double plural. Like there should be at least 3 or 4 of them.
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It may have been because I questioned whether or not an Admin’s post actually happened in Geneva (my inquiry was subsequently deleted). Maybe it was because my best post there garnered over 150 likes while said Admin’s post got 4.
It also may have been because I let the group know that the latest issue of my magazine was now available in Geneva:
Some of you Geneva folk may know that I put out a monthly magazine of things I write and photos I take around the Fox Valley. It’s filled with pretty much the kinda thing you’d expect from me.
This month’s cover photo was taken right outside the Portillo’s by Super Target on the east side. That’s St. Charles turf but whatever. The hydrant flushing piece you all know and love is even in there!
Anyways, at this very moment I’m in the Starbucks on State in Geneva and have a few copies of the magazine with me. If you want one, I’ll be here until about 7:15 or 7:20pm.
Yes, you can buy single issues and subscribe for a full year if you’re into that kinda thing.
Maybe since I don’t have a true brick and mortar store I was crossing the line. Maybe since one of the Admins is a publisher for Fox Valley Magazine, I was competing with and/or threatening him.
Who knows. Who cares. My life will go on after the group just as it most certainly went on before it. 😉
After Maggie goes to her mom’s for the day I’m always taken back by how quiet it is.
After I get home from the errands and the store and have put away the groceries. Shut off the podcast and brought a load of laundry upstairs.
I noticeably hear nothing while putting clean towels away in the bathroom. No TVs talking down in the family room. No cups filling in the kitchen. No movement on beds in the bedrooms. No dresser handles clinking. Nothing but the sounds I, myself, am making.
The black plywood creeks as I walk into my bedroom. The house is so quiet the only thing I hear when I pause is the clock flipping the minutes.
Not long ago there were four of us and three cats. Now there’s just me and two cats. And my phone.
Momma J
Punque70 · Oct 17, 2017 at 6:21 pm
You had me at Batman. I am not sure how it is in men’s rooms, I am not a shy person, but I would not ask. It’s almost as if you are in a privacy bubble when you are in a closed stall. I would be able to ask for tissue of course, not that I don’t check first to be certain. If your curiosity is insatiable, the worse that could happen is Gary/Terry/Batman telling you to mind your own beeswax. All this being said if someone tried to make eye contact through the crack in the door, I am not above yelling at them to take a picture, but I digress.
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This is all great, but my favourite part is that after you’ve said Gary 1000 times it turns out Batman’s name was actually Terry.
I say you could have asked, BUT there’s a good chance it would have led him to engage you in conversation, which you probably wouldn’t enjoy.
I know! I spent like an hour yesterday searching for a Batman named “Gary” on Wikipedia.
Subconsciously I was probably thinking that he looked like a Gary though. Manly type that does what he wants. When he wants. Most likely a car salesman.
“You’re going to buy this car or else I’ll throw you in the trunk and then you’ll realize how dumb you are, laying in a trunk, with no car, like a moron.”
In related news… I was practicing reading my podcast last night at the dinner table while Maggie was doing her homework. Every time I said “Gary” her eyes would roll. There came a point when all parties agreed I should read quietly to myself.
Funny, the only Gary I know is a tall, thin, 60-ish civil engineer with a ponytail who bikes to work and runs marathons. I also had a high school physics teacher with a small mustache and elbow patches named Geary (pronounced Gary). He erased the chalkboard row by row, walking all the way across like a dot matrix printer. So I guess, we have very different images of “Gary-ism”.
I’m concerned about Maggie having eyestrain after all those Gary’s. Did she eventually have to lay down with a cool wet washcloth over her eyes?
BTW, “searching for a Batman named Gary” would make an excellent tagline for SOMETHING.
“Searching for a Batman named Gary” — I think it’d also make an excellent personal ad on craigslist.org.
Yes, it would, though I don’t know why a millionaire crimefighter would reply to an ad on Craigslist. You’d likely get a lot more replies from guys sitting in their parents’ basements wearing plastic capes than from genuine Batmen. Batmans?
I kinda like “batmen” as it gives them a sense of camaraderie although “batmans” sounds more inline with the DC universe.
I couldn’t quite put my finger on why I preferred “batmen” over “batmans”, but I think that’s it.
I’ve also been advised by tism that “batsman” is right out, as it’s a cricket term… the plural of which is “batsmen”. I’m unreasonably annoyed by “batsmen”; it’s like some kind of double plural. Like there should be at least 3 or 4 of them.
There should definitely be more than two batsmen and definitely more than four batsmens.
Batsmens! 🤣
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