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Random thoughts from a fevered brain.

Alan May, Evanston Real Estate Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, you get so incredibly nervous? I'm pretty sure you know your name, you know where you're from, this really shouldn't be a problem....

You never know when it will strike, but at sometime during the work day, there comes a moment when you've just made up your mind that you aren't going to accomplish anything else of value for the rest of the day. Thank god for itunes.

I like all of my music in my itunes, (of course, I should... I put it there, right?) except if I have it on shuffle. Then I only like about one in every fifteen songs.

Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die, after leaning your chair back a little too far.

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What happened after I didn't answer? Did you just drop the phone and run away?

Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

I keep some people's phone number on my cell phone, just so that I will know NOT to answer their calls.

When I recently ordered carry-out from our local Chinese restaurant, I was more than a little disturbed to find they'd included 8 forks, and 8 knives and 8 napkins. I guess the staff at the Chinese restaurant looked at it and determined that 8 people were going to eat it. I had ordered just for my wife and I. Nothing like being reminded that you're fat, just before dinner.

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Posted by Alan May, Coldwell Banker Evanston Realtor, North Shore Realtor on 09/09/2009 02:45 PM

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Alan, these are some funny random thoughts...THe one about "I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring"

this really irritates me...where did the caller go...perhaps to the bathroom.

I thought I was experiencing those things because I was getting older. As far as caller I.D. goes; isn't it a wonderful invention?

P.S. Ever been told you look a little like Elvis? Nah, I'm sure it's just my imagination!

The phone thing gets me all the time too, and of course I keep some numbers for that very reason. Say what you will, it comes in handy.

Bgpic11142008103101_l Featured in M.A.N.C.R.O.W. CONGRATS!

There you go again! You DO have a spot on The Daily Show, don't you? Cell phone ID? Wouldn't be without it.

Alan - Last year I would have agreed about ignoring whatever comes after DVD's, but then I got a Blue Ray player for Christmas and it's AWESOME.

All of these are really quite funny Alan.

The last one about carry out is something I encounter on a regular basis and have been perplexed by it as well!

Alan, you are one deep guy. I'm in awe.

Alan, this is hilarious. I really laughed at the take-out from the Chinese restaurant. that's happened in our house too (and it happens when we go for sushi - after my son orders, the waiter always asks if someone else is joining us). The only thing that really upsets me is that my son is thin - too thin. I should be so lucky.

By the way, I think the freak on the billboard is better looking than Elvis. :)

I hate it when I'm in the position of needing to introduce friends and I can't remember any of their names! Happens way too often too.

I've said it before, but I'll say it again, you are the funniest man I know!! And I hardly know you, so there!

I remember when I was new to real estate school. The typical go around the room and introduce yourself. I was sitting next to the next Sarah Bernhardt. I got up and did mine quickly. Hi. I'm cough, Susan, ah, Mangigian, and I live in, clear my throat, West Chester, and I used to be an executive Secretary to an EVP at a bank. The lady next to me stood up. She went on for 15 minutes, taking pregnant pauses between past jobs in order for us to truly appreciate just how special she was. I thought I would burst from trying not to laugh!!

And to finish, I look at my phone for the time and realize that I forgot to look at the time, look again, realize I forgot to note the time, etc.

Maybe I should be worried has I can relate to way too many of these... ~Rita

"I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What happened after I didn't answer? Did you just drop the phone and run away?"

Great minds think alike! I thought that very thing a couple times today! As for carry out, I don't get the 8 forks, but I always get enough napkins for an army. I wonder if I look like a slob??????

Alan...the feeling of dieing when the chair goes and you can't stop. Did that at a meeting one time. I died twice that day!

Alan,

Yes/Yes/Yes/Yes/Yes/Yes/No/ Most definitely YES/my chinese restaurant knows better they know me!

Hi Alan! I love your random thoughts and have had several of them myself! You know, I just HATE missing that call and they go into my voicemail and then won't click over to take my call when I know they've got to think it's me calling them back! The reason that I hate it so bad is because I hate answering voice mails--I'd rather take the call and get it DONE!

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Rebecca - I know... you call right back and... what?
Jon - Caller ID is the best thing since sliced bread. And you're not the first to say so, but I just don't see the resemblance.
JL - It do come in handy, don't it. Like when MOM calls... ooops, did I say that out loud?
Sherry - yep... I have more features on my cell phone, than I do on my land line.
Michelle - BlueRay... what's that... ? something from the latest Superman Comic?
Craig - yeah... what DO they consider a serving size?
Kate - right... deep like a cookie sheet.
Slyvie - that freak on the billboard has been stalking me. I saw him just this morning in the miror.
Barbara - I'm sorry... did you say something?
Susan - I can't tell you how many times I do that with my watch. I'd like to tell you, but I can't remember.
Rita - maybe you, too, are related to Elvis!?
Janna - sometimes they just give me nineteen sets of crappy chopsticks. Like maybe I'm hiding a vietnamese of six family in my basement.
William - my mother used to yell at me "you're going to break that chair". She didn't care that I was also going to crack my skull, but that $19.99 chair from Target is an heirloom.
Larry - I knew you were a "yes" man. (wait, was there a NO in there?)
Debe - I love voicemail. 'cause then my job is done. Tag, you're it.

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Alan about that watch thingy problem...it's called being in the moment.

Hey I just noticed you are an Ambassador...does your badge mean you are now officially our AR Cultural Ambassador? I just knew they those AR higher ups would notice sooner or later!

Cynthia - I thought it was called early onset Alzheimer's (or as my wife calls it "Sometimers).

Naww Alan, your far from having Sometimer's. It's just you got a lot going on in that brain of yours!

Shouldn't you Cultural Ambassador badge have been more of a fancy variety?

Cynthia - yeah... that's what I keep sayin'... but it hasn't really caught on.

I tried to get them to fix the Slambassador Badge, ('cause quite honestly, it's FUGLY), but they have more important things to do... like teach us Crambassadors what the heck we're doing... so we can pass it along.

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May - The meek & mild in me knows that the best way to garner greetings, is to have folks identify with what you say. You've done that here. Your wit is damn good. Color me a fan.

And in case you haven't noticed, that Ambassador thing you've got going on is a sham. While I completely agree that your continued contributions to this community are fruitful, I dare say that they haven't seen anything yet. And you haven't provided it.... just yet;)

Sham, is it?... Mr. Sardi... a sham you say? Why, I oughta.... (hey, how did you figure out it was a sham... damn, I thought I'd hidden that pretty well.)

mumble, crumble, grumble...

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