31 August 2013

Her final word…

Nikita and I climbed to the top of the Stone Mountain this morning. After climbed back down, we sat down in the shade, took out our food from the backpack and rested for a while. Trying to gauge her future interest in climbing up a few more neighboring mountains, I asked “What do you think?”. Pat came her reply – “When I grow up, I am pretty sure I will not be a mountaineer” πŸ™‚

30 August 2013

This is too funny…

So there I was early morning at a regional airport in Florida waiting at the gate for the boarding to start on one of those tiny planes to take me to Atlanta. Eventually, the lady at the counter came on the PA system and announced pre-boarding. As always, anybody who needed a little extra time to board was invited to pre-board.
And the entire gate area got up in unison from their seats and started slowly shuffling towards the boarding door – walkers and wheel chairs in tow.
And there I was …. sitting all alone … waiting for my turn…
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25 August 2013

Walmart trip

With nothing better to do on a lazy Sunday afternoon, I decided to accompany Sharmila to the Walmart store where she needed to pick up something. Now, I have not been to a Walmart store in ages – so was not sure what to expect. But once there, I quickly commented to her that “Walmart must the #2 place (Niagara Falls being #1) for all the Indian diaspora to congregate on a Sunday afternoon”. πŸ™‚

With an air of authority that can come only with years of experience, she informed me that Walmart is #3. Evidently, Costco is #2 πŸ™‚

I would not be surprised if we find a couple of call centers near the back offices of Walmart (or Costco) outlets one of these days πŸ™‚

22 August 2013

My new glasses

Remember the story of me getting my eyes checked? Well, I went to pick them up today. And by the way, this is how hideous I look like now.
On my way from the airport, I dropped by the store and asked if I can pick up my glasses even though I do not have the receipt. She said that I do not need any receipt. Now, some of you may know that I run an Identity and Fraud business. Naturally, that instinct kicked in. As she was adjusting the glasses on my nose, I asked her – “Are you not afraid of Fraud? What if somebody else came and picked up my glasses”?
The sharp young Iranian lady born near the Caspian Sea retorted – “And do what? Wear them himself and lose ability to see or search the world for another person who has the same number as your glasses in both eyes”?
Man, she completely nailed me. So, I kind of gave a stupid grin and agreed.
Half way to office from the store, I suddenly realized something and almost turned the car around to fight her back but thought the better of it. “What if he took the glasses out and sold the frames”? is what I wanted to counter her πŸ™‚

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18 August 2013

Raining again?

It is raining again in Atlanta. I think it is high time that we all changed our names and started build our arks. And if your name is Noah, you may skip straight to the ark-building part πŸ™‚ Personally, I am keeping Β a “No vacancy” sign ready to be put up when those two pesky little mosquitoes show up πŸ™‚