Morons^3

And another entry, kept separate so the comments don’t get mangled together.

People at work are morons. Well, at least when they get in to their cars. When driving home today, the first thing I noticed with amusement was that the “Lot Full” sign that I’ve mentioned a few times was not only knocked over, but appeared to have been run over a few times.

The second thing I noticed with dismay was an idiot in a minivan trying to pull out of a parking spot in front of me. He/she was stuck in the middle of what would probably end up being a 10-point turn, causing traffic to back up. And of course, I was stuck right there. So I’m sitting there for a good 10-15 seconds when I catch motion out of the corner of my eye, and I see a car pulling out… right in to the corner of my car!

We scrape corners… and I shout something out… then pull forward into an empty slot (the minivan is still doing its thing), and get out to assess the damage.

The guy gets out, he knows he was at fault, he’s already got his insurance information out. It’s not that bad, the right-rear light is scratched and the corner is dented in. I remain calm, because I know it could have been worse and the guy is no where near denying anything. I get his information, we exchange extensions, and I get back into my car.

And as I pull out, the car behind me (which was well behind me as I pulled out) honks their horn… as if to say “what are you doing, pulling out in front of me?! You just cost me 5 seconds of my life!” and then zooms off to the left as we get to an intersection in the parking lot.

Morons.

Fanime

Once again, first things first. And forgive me if I jump around a bit, I’ve lost all sense of chronological order with this.

So, besides completely forgetting that I needed to take Friday off for this four day con, (which fortunately we were able to work around at work after a modicum of overtime on Thursday) things ran pretty smoothly. There were a few technical glitches, but I was actually able to fix most things as the weekend wore on. We spent more time waiting for Fanime tech staff to get the speakers and mics working than we did getting our stuff set up.

Friday and Saturday are a big blur, basically involving a lot of time in the karaoke room. I think Saturday was the first game show (ironically in the same room as karaoke), which was uneventful except for the christening of “Mop Head,” the adorable little 12 year old who wouldn’t ever leave the room. The second game show gave us the insanity that was the Big O cosplayers who completely dominated the board, guessing the anime character from only 1 or 2/16ths of the picture revealed. Sunday gave us the amusing story of Katie biting a random guy’s hand, which she tells fairly well over on her soapbox.

I managed to not ever partake in the complementary breakfast. That’s the problem with working until 4am, then working until 2am, then forgetting to set the alarm.

The Studio Proteus Back Issues folks were calling it quits due to reorganization, so they were having a closeout sale. I bought one of their 28-volume sets of Lone Wolf and Cub… which goes straight on to my reading list. (Currently very long right now.)

I was impressed with how dense the con actually was. Everything was awfully close together (except for Der Cosplay, which was across the street, but I didn’t go to anyway), but there was so much event space.