Two Things Nobody Cares About

Tunisia, 2011!
Nobody wants details.

That's my theory on only a couple of very specific moments in life. When you are sick, nobody in their right mind is interested in the details. When I was a boss at work, people would call in sick and start to give me the details.

I don't want details. Just call in, announce in a chipper voice that you're sick, and hang up the phone. Legally, I can't question it. You say you're sick, then you're sick. If you want to add a flourish of embellishment, just tell your boss you aren't sure what it is but you have diarrhea and you will not be in for work.

Only somebody who is truly starved for conversation will ask questions about that.

On a happier note, TW and I are off on vacation next week. I've seen other friends updating Facebook from the beach or blogging about mai tais. What do you, dear readers, want to read next week? There's not that much to say about Tunisia, our destination of choice, that you don't already know. I could do a week's worth of blogs about sitting on the beach, but I doubt that would be well received. Drop me a line and help a brother out.

Comments

  1. JillMay 11, 2011 at 1:17 PM

    Vacation. Enough said. 43-5-4.

    Please blog about something interesting that happens to be near you while you are blogging.

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  2. RossMay 11, 2011 at 1:31 PM

    Now that you will have some time away from the world to do some thinking I am still looking for my blog entry on Peru's entry into the Pacific Arc group of countries and how this will impact its trade with emerging markets in Asia. Looking forward to it.

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  3. TamaraMay 11, 2011 at 8:02 PM

    Camel spit. Or camels in general. The animal, not the cigarette.

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