Dept. of Random, and also HAR:
One of the doctors I used to work for just stuck his head in the door and said, "So, I know this is completely insane and improbable because you never take vacation, but last Friday my family and I were stuck in the Las Vegas airport and someone who looked
exactly like you
walked right past us."
It's a big huge world, except for the part where it's frequently ridiculously tiny.
British study finds that hot chicks are distracting:
Catching sight of a pretty woman really is enough to throw a man's decision-making skills into disarray, a study suggests.
The more testosterone he has, the stronger the effect, according to work by Belgian researchers.
Men about to play a financial game were shown images of sexy women or lingerie.
The Proceedings of the Royal Society B study found they were more likely to accept unfair offers than men not been exposed to the alluring images.
I have a couple reactions to that study:
And then there's this:
The men's testosterone levels were also tested - by comparing the length of the men's index finger compared to their ring finger.
If the ring finger is longest, it indicates a high testosterone level.
Really?
And they call this a confirmed suspicion:
If a man is being asked to choose between something being presented by an attractive woman and an ugly men, they might not be as dispassionate as they could be.
I don't think it was so much a suspicion as something being bargained on throughout advertising.
It's a big huge world, except for the part where it's frequently ridiculously tiny.
Reminds me of two similar instances: (1) ex-girlfriend (from his h.s. years) of my brother's calls my mom four years after they graduated from h.s., "Was Kip in Walt Disney World last week?" She saw him standing in a ride line; (2) while in college, a h.s. friend of my sister's was in London with a friend who had won the trip from MTV, and they were lost just outside of the central district, when out of the blue she hears, "Liz? Liz Dillon?!" Turns out a h.s. classmate was in London on a work visa.
On a bus in London I sat across from the sister of a girl I went to high school in Jamaica with. Surreal.
While buying candy at the Orlando airport during an extended stopover the chick behind the cash register informed me she'd been the year ahead of me at the same high school in Jamaica. We get around, and then some.
Best of all was the time my mother had a chance to give a member of our family an earned frosty reception when the cousin walked into the same restaurant my mother was dining at during her vacation to New York.
Am I correct in remembering there was a theory at one point, that topical caffeine application could reduce the appearance of cellulite, or was it all just a dream?
Head::desk
One of our consultants is speaking at a major conference soon.
His chosen topic?
"How To [do what we have a brand new product offering to do that we charge people a lot of money for and that he personally is charged with selling] For Free."
"How To [do what we have a brand new product offering to do that we charge people a lot of money for and that he personally is charged with selling] For Free."
HOW does he not see the problems inherent in this?
Seriously. Motivation. With the work now. Especially as tomorrow's a write-off, what with the career fair thing (yay career fair!). MUST WRITE.