Saturday, February 24, 2007

The Old Man Who Was Gay

Sometimes, if you're a guy and you're in a public toilet, you may sometimes meet strange people who stare at you as you walk into the toilet. That's still pretty OK, since some people just have a quirky habit of staring at every single person walking by.

If you're really lucky, you'll may just come across an old man who's taking a leak at the urinals beside you, and furiously beating himself off while looking at you taking a leak.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Infinite Monkey Theorem

It is hypothesized that if you have an infinite number of monkeys, each matched to a computer with a keyboard in front of it, and you let them whack away at the keyboards, there is certainly a possibility for at least one monkey who will be able to press the correct combination of keys that results in something legible, like Shakespeare's list of complete works.

Or that report which you handed in to your boss.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infinite_monkey_theorem

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Just Another Day In School... #21

Another evening in school before a night lecture.

So there was this queue at a food stall, and there were 3 girls in front of me. It was 1755hrs on the watch, and the stall was fast running out of food. Sometimes, people would step up to look at what's left in the counter before queueing up.

And that was what this Chinese national student did when he came. He took a very long look at the food, with the 3 girls and me in the queue. He did this until there was only 1 girl left in front of me.

And then he tried to step in to order food when it was the girl's turn.

The girl side-stepped him and cut him off to place her order. She obviously knew what was up his sleeve.

My turn. I had been looking at him all the time, and the bastard stepped up and started to place his order. I shouted, "喂,不用排队啊?" (translated to English as "Hey, you don't have to queue is it?"). I didn't want to waste time repeating myself just because he didn't understand my English, if I had shouted at him in English.

The bastard turned at looked at me, giving me a pretentious "blur" face like he didn't know what was going on. By that time, there a few other guys behind me looking at the commotion already.

The bastard kept quiet, realising his cover was blown, and went behind to queue.

I proceeded to place my order.

PS: This was the second time it happened to me, except that I wasn't wide-awake during the first occasion, and I just let it go.