Gah. Whenever the person I have a crush on at work (let’s call him SB) sees me, all he talks about is anime. Seriously. Not that I mind… Too much. But it makes me wonder. Is the word “anime” stamped on my forehead? Or maybe it’s semi-flirting device. Like geek speak or something.
“… that girl taught me how to suck head.”, said a sixty-ish old man.
Actually, we were talking about seafood, particularly shrimp and crawfish.
What will you do when you hear anime music, jpop, and jrock in the operating room?
a. Be taken aback and stupidly forget your task at hand.
b. Eye the surgeons strangely before the anaesthesiologist nudges you for their drugs.
c. Idiotically make conversation with the clueless nurses on the music of choice.
d. Hum along anime music all day long.
e. All of the above.
Damn. Jpop. Color me surprised. I’ve heard a variety of music genres blaring from the iPod speakers (it’s always iPods. /shrugs), ranging from classical to rap. But never other music in foreign languages except for the occasional opera. It’s the head surgeon’s preference. Heck, someone had even opted for Disco once. I remember that particular case very well, since I had to immediately step out of the room to control my laughter. Very unprofessional of me, but I can’t help it. I mean, how do you respond to Staying Alive?
This little incident caught me off guard. And it tickled my funny bone. Now, I know which OR staff that brought some anime stuff during Hurricane Rita ride out thing.
Hmmm. I wonder if he (the dude in question) had ever encountered The Blog. Scratch that. I wonder if he ever encountered any anime blogs at all. Call me vain, but I harbor hopes to meet someone in the flesh who’ll tell me that they’ve visited The Blog. And no, not the forced visit kind.
