Hands down the most bizarre. I’m standing near the clock in the great room at Grand Central Terminal, awaiting the arrival of an old college pal. The P.A. kicks in and I hear the following:
" Attention Building Services Confessor: Please call extension 2551. Building Services Confessor: Please call extension 2551. "
You know how they always repeat those announcements. I heard it the first time and listened carefully on the second go-round, for I was sure I’d mis-heard. Nope. I’m curious. What does a Building Services Confessor do ???
I’m eager to hear what this mysterious job is as well. It could just be code for something which they do not want the public to hear.
The simplest explanation is there’s a legit job which sounds like “confessor” when pronounced by the winos that are invariably in charge of unintelligible PA announcements in these stations.
I guess that given her track record it’s not especially weird, but Ann Romney’s plea that “this is hard” yesterday including the term “the chattering classes.” I know I’ve heard it somewhere before, coming out of the mouth of a snobby English aristocrat in a work of fiction. I just can’t remember which one. Was it Maggie Smith in Downton Abbey?
But seriously, Ann. You just dug it deeper and wider.
I take my dogs to work with me. One of them likes to sneak up behind one particular employee and gently nibble her ass. No idea why, though speculation runs rampant.
Two guys passing me on inline skates, so I only caught a fragment of what the one guy was saying: “…well, it was a BIG suitcase and I don’t know how long rigor mortis…”.
I wish I knew what that was about!
Once, I heard over the Home Depot PA “Would the owner of a red GMC pickup truck please return to your vehicle? Your German Shepard is standing on the roof” Okay then!
Not super weird, but it made me snicker…
Two high school girls on the bus the other day, one turns to the other:
“So, like Tyler called me dramatic the other day, and it like upset me SOOOO much! I started, like freaking out on him and stuff, and then I walked away all angry and stuff. Even just thinking about it now, I’m like, getting upset! I feel like I can’t breathe, you know? Am I turning red? You’d tell me right? Gawd! I just can’t trust anyone, you know! At least you’re my friend, you’ve never told me I’m being too dramatic or anything!”
The nerve of that Tyler, suggesting that she’s prone to drama!
Weirdest thing I’ve heard today was this.
Not shocked that a male spanked a female student. Shocked that physical paddling in a public school still is accepted in 2012 in the United States:eek:.
What the hell country am I living in again?
I attended a catholic grade school with nuns (Wisconsin) in the 70s and paddling was on it’s way out back then. People realizing how archaic it was.
Oh wait. It’s Texas. I don’t really count them as part of the U.S. anyway.
