NOT My Type of Type

October 30, 2017

Hola Bitcholas,

At work this morning and the office was pretty quiet. Believe it or not...and in spite of overwhelming evidence to the contrary...we actually DO prepare for the show. I know you're thinking, "BULLSH*T!" Seriously, we really do.

So it was quiet in the office this morning except for the occasional burst of mouse-clicks...which, oddly enough, reminded me of crickets chirping in the background.  It's own, odd way, it's kinda soothing...in an "oh sh*t, it's Monday" sorta way. But then I start getting distracted by the sounds of actual typing.

This is what you need to know; I type like a three-fingered invalid. So do Miles and Ted. When we type, the sound is akin to an old person tap dancing; slow and sloppy. Then there's Wobin. Wobin has that stink of 'professionalism' and the taint of 'qualified' and all that stuff...so when she types, it sounds like a competent person typing. This is both unusual and annoying...and here's why; when I type like that it's because I'm typing utter nonsense, but I want someone to BELIEVE that I'm busy.  

Here's a true example of me typing at 'Wobin speed':  yhr othjer dsu P wen t tot thje fweetr sndidhpd[ed forrther dbeest informfm,stion thsy d0-find! That's what I came up with.   

Anyway, Robin types with the swiftness and the sound of it makes me think of nothing but deception...like she's trying to convince the rest of us that she's actually doing stuff. I know she's ACTUALLY doing stuff, but I can't help but think that it sounds like absolute bullsh*t. Ridiculous...I've been running the 'typing scam' for so long that when I hear someone type for real, I assume they're running the same scam I am. 

Then I remind myself that most people aren't as childish as I am.

OK, I'm outta here.

Until tomorrow, do what you do best and STAY BEAUTIFUL!