Men

I scanned the aisle and noticed "MEN" written on one of the bottles. Shampoo for men. I'm sure it was a lot like shampoo for women, but the bottle didn't have any fancy colors, smells or features. It was a plain, solid blue bottle. A clever little marketing ploy to attract those men too self-concious to purchase a shampoo with a flower on it. Don't worry. I saw right through it. To add to it was a 2 in 1, because the average guy can't be troubled to buy a seperate bottle of conditioner. I'm insulted.

So I picked up another bottle of it; The one in my shower had just ran out so I needed more.

Home Depot

I went to Home Depot today. Outside the nursery was a sign with big letters that read Mon-Fri 8:00am- 8:oopm. Then underneath that written in much smaller print it said Sat and Sun 8:00am- 8:00pm.

I thought of a more efficient way to design that sign.

New Cell Phone Law

I definitely oppose the new cell phone law in California, but while we're making cell phone laws: I propose a law that makes it illegal to talk on the phone using a handsfree device while not driving. Fines will be double in grocery stores and restaurants.

First, but not Least

I checked myself into the ER. I sat there waiting way too long with the woman to my right keeled over in pain, and the distraught woman to my left wondering if her three-year-old grandson would be okay. I was merely wondering if it was worth coming in tonight knowing that I was missing game 3 of the Lakers/Celtics series. There we were, in the emergency room. The place people went for extreme emergencies, and we just sat there waiting because there were not enough beds. Even more peculiar we were not taken based on the criticalness of our condition, but simply in the order received. Just like the going to the bank, we waited in line for an open window.
I finally got a bed in the hallway. I asked the attendant if I was simply going to be shoved on a bed in the open hall why I had to wait so long. I don’t think she appreciated my question. There was no T.V., but the adjacent room proved to be more entertaining. There was a disgruntled older gentleman there with his wife and daughter. Despite his condition he was insisting he did not want to be there. The conversation went about like this.
“I’m going home.”
”I’m sorry sir, but you’re not able to walk right now, and you need to stay here.”
“I’m going home.”
“What is the problem?”
“I have a phantom doctor that I never see, and I’m not comfortable here.”
“Is there anything I can get for you?”
“A cab.”

Throughout life I witness things. Peculiar behavior. Unusual events. Odd societal or cultural procedures. Things that make me think, reflect, and most importantly laugh. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and finally decided to start “I seen that” so I could chronicle those events. This way I can share my thoughts and experiences publicly for all to read. And I hope both of you enjoy it. Welcome to my blog.
Despite the nurses’ insistence the older gentleman in the ER was discharged. Sometime I’ll continue the story so you can hear about the next guy to occupy the room, and why when speaking to a drunk Mexican in broken Spanish white people think they will gain increased understating if they yell all phrases.