Years ago, I was attending a computer convention, and I had schlepped along a lot of junk for the tradeshow booth: I was president of a small software company, Meridian. When I was checking in, a bellman had loaded on the boxes and computers onto a luggage cart, and was handed the key from the desk clerk.
In the elevator, the bellman pressed a floor button, and then, as the elevator began to rise, turned to me and said (with some concern in his eyes and voice), "This is for room 666."
I slowly turned to him and replied, icily, "I always request that room."
He visibly gulped, and turned away. Later, at the room, he hurriedly pulled all the stuff off the cart, and without saying another word or even looking at me, fled the room.
Of course, I was kidding, but some people have no sense of humor. And this story is offered in a spirit of fun, on 06/06/06.
This morning, 6/6/6, I woke up at 3.33 am - "halfway there", I thought and went back to sleep
Posted by: Lars | June 06, 2006 at 05:39 AM
I can just imagine - and you look so demonic, Stowe! LOL. If people spent the energy they are wasting worrying about 666, today's date, and other "demonic signs" on something worthwhile, the world would be a better place - don't you think?
Posted by: Diane Ensey | June 06, 2006 at 07:55 AM
It's my daughter's birthday today, she is a wonderful 12 years old. She was complaining that her classmates were teasing her about her birthday. I told her, tell them you have special powers and you can make them do things they wouldn't like to do... She liked that, and started practising on me, waving her hands in a hypnotic motion :-)
Posted by: Tom Foremski | June 06, 2006 at 10:36 AM