Johnson is God....and he's driving me nuts
Have you ever met someone and been convinced they're talking complete gibberish? I met Johnson almost six months ago and I'm still not sure that he's not. Have you ever heard the song "Scatman" by Scatman John? It was released sometime in the early 90's I think. Anyway, I'm sure what they meant to call him was Scatman Johnson.
Just today for example, he came up to me and said: "Dusikawa hen freekon mooma". My usual reply of "Wha?" came out involuntarily and he reponded with "Dusikawa hen freekon mooma". I raised my eyebrow (possibly as a subconcious attempt to distract him while I tried to decrypt his question/statement/other) and replied with "Fliminabukama?". At this point he used the same eyebrow trick and retorted with "Hemisoka tuwa?". At this point I couldn't help myself and told him "Fliminabukama duloola zinkota!". We stared at each other in a bemused daze for a long moment, and then he decided to speak in a language I coukd (kinda) understand.
You've gotta love the guy for his unconcious gibberish and high pitched giggle, but I'm sure he's lying to me. Whenever he wants me to do something he always gives me the same answers to my questions (and life would be much simpler if I could give you examples, but rules is rules). Not only that, but everyone within earshot gives that same answer now. Added to that the fact that he came up to me today and gave that excuse when he didn't even have a problem is a good sign he knows it's getting to me. That reminds me, I must remember to take some thumb screws into work to try and solve this problem.
Until I can sort this one out, remember, as a great man once said:
"Flimina weedoscimiblaana?"
Just today for example, he came up to me and said: "Dusikawa hen freekon mooma". My usual reply of "Wha?" came out involuntarily and he reponded with "Dusikawa hen freekon mooma". I raised my eyebrow (possibly as a subconcious attempt to distract him while I tried to decrypt his question/statement/other) and replied with "Fliminabukama?". At this point he used the same eyebrow trick and retorted with "Hemisoka tuwa?". At this point I couldn't help myself and told him "Fliminabukama duloola zinkota!". We stared at each other in a bemused daze for a long moment, and then he decided to speak in a language I coukd (kinda) understand.
You've gotta love the guy for his unconcious gibberish and high pitched giggle, but I'm sure he's lying to me. Whenever he wants me to do something he always gives me the same answers to my questions (and life would be much simpler if I could give you examples, but rules is rules). Not only that, but everyone within earshot gives that same answer now. Added to that the fact that he came up to me today and gave that excuse when he didn't even have a problem is a good sign he knows it's getting to me. That reminds me, I must remember to take some thumb screws into work to try and solve this problem.
Until I can sort this one out, remember, as a great man once said:
"Flimina weedoscimiblaana?"
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12:34 am
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