
Suddenly I remember there was this intern who worked briefly in my ex agency... A weird guy, worked over the other side of the office. kind of a bit nerdy but deep down insde I think he thinks he's c-o-o-l and unique. There was an afternoon when i bumpped into him in the toilet. He was washing his hand (which is good...) but he sort of more like snapping his fingers under the running stream of water. and I dont mean just rubbing fingers togathers but literally SNAPPING!
weird~~... this thoughts reminds me of another guy which used to stay in the same student house back in the "90s". He is the odd acounting student/clerk/salaryman etc... (not sure) amongst the other bumming-smoking art students (filthy kids) in the house. He always seen in a yellow shirt, cripstly pressed. Everytime he comes home from work, he'll sit at his little table and make notes. He has written down, word for word, every single word that came out of Casey Cassem's mouth on American top 40s. ( can say I'm vey impressed becuase He always borrowed money from everyone just becuase he's salary/pocket money goes into him time deposits accounts...) Hmm yellow. Yellow T-shirt brings me to another story about another guy in the house maybe next time.















