Right so Friday is here--- unfortunately not for the United States which means that being a subordinate super power (1bn people ostensible qualify us), we now have to wait till 1830 hrs to talk to "Them". But all for the glory of God Corporate - we shall wait and sacrifice quality drinking time, which, at the time would be productively spent hanging about in the traffic (en-route to the Pub) But all is not lost … unless you count my voice – which seems to have a mind of its own. What I thought was a cold coming on, turned out to be a case of Laryngitis. Now this is necessarily a bad thing when one has a point to put across –unless one is Italian in which case you are born with the knowledge of sign language. In that case, simply gesturing will do. Otherwise it's a major pain..can't even have a decent verbal duel with .. well anyone who doesn't know the morse code (though at this point I probably sound like the Morse Toad – Dit Dot Croak…Dot Dit Croak or something which sounds close).
However, loss of (comprehensible) voice isn't half as bad as the loss of the rare weekend pleasures (and no, I do not refer to real pleasures – merely the chemical induced alteration of reality i.e. Beer) – from the looks of it there wont be any serious drinking happening either. So to recap – can't shout, can't talk (tried but the morse code went out of the main stream with the advent of the telegraph, cant drink (permaloss of voice is not a good thing - all that articulation down the drain), so I have decided to watch….movies. Several of them… even B and C grade ones in me repertoire…TV series… anything that has moving people in it. … also there is the Christmas weekend to plan…so rest is desirable.. Goa is great at this time… even though there are complications to handle….it should be fun…hopefully voice enabled….
At this point one would launch into a soliloquy but it would merely sound like a … well.. croak..
Or maybe there are other activities which do not require making comprehensible noises.. ;-)
No comments:
Post a Comment