'Sleeper'
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
erinaceous, on shopping strategies:
Or you could just get a personal shopper at Nordies. That's what they do. It's the shopping equivalent of having them hold the tiger while you shoot it, but sometimes you just want the rug without the drama, y'know?
Cashmere:
I wrote all over the walls when I was a kid. I used to like to draw and try to write in cursive. I never realized this until I was in high school and helped my mom wall paper some of the rooms in the house. I found my drawings when I peeled off the old wall paper.
Santa never held it against me.
Daniel C. Jensen:
"Santa never held it against me. "
Sadly? This now sounds like a spam subject line.
Nutty in Natter
Except, I found out yesterday that Neiman Marcus does nto take Mastercard or Visa. To which I said (not out loud) WTF?? I actually went over to Saks and asked them if they take Mastercard, and the Saks woman said, without my prompting, "Yes, of course, not like those Neiman Marcus people."
That was the funniest part! I was like, Really?? And the saleswoman ratteld off 3 or 4 cards they did take, and Amex was the only one I'd even heard of. All the rest were, like, the Please Kidnap Me For Ransom Immediately Card, and the I've Never Worn The Same Socks Twice Card.
Connie in Sang Sacre on the Battle of Christmastown:
Oh, the snowmanity.
Made me crack up.
Shrift:
An example of the cheery being inflicted on me:
Boss: GOOD MORNING!
Me:
t mumble
G'morning.
Boss:
t leans close
Did you say good morning?
Me: Yes?
Boss:
t sing-song
I didn't HEAR you!
Me:
t recoils in terror
further on the same conversation, shrift as my role model in the office: Well, I'm not actively homicidal. I just want to get on the intercom and scream "Freaks! Freaks! Happiness pie freaks! I declare this office Misanthropy Land and none of you may venture within its borders!"
A two-fer -
Trudy Booth, to a habitually snarly Buffista:
Shrift, you should come to New York where you'd be considered chipper and folksy in your wholesome midwestern ways.
Katie M:
I knew this girl in grad school who was from a small town in Ohio, and had then lived in the same New Jersey town as me for a couple of years (though we didn't know each other at the time).
ME: How did you like it?
HER: Well, it seemed a little unfriendly. I mean, I'd say hello to people and they wouldn't say hello back.
ME: People? Like... random people on the street?
HER: Yeah!
ME: Um, you realize that they thought you were probably crazy, right?
ita, in Natter:
My mother sent me a joke forward. It was funny -- her taste is pretty good.
She also sent it to my father and sister. Both of whom she lives with. In fact, she shares a PC with my sister. Computers are killing the family.
Words of wisdom for the ages, from Cindy:
Matt, remember, if you ever have to go on the lam, you can't take a sofa with you, but a leather coat is de rigeur.
From Angel:
Gleebo:
I would give my left arm and a kidney for the bucket Wes used with Justine.
Wolfram:
The lack of both may make it a bit more difficult to use.