Carol Hartsell Is Only a Man
Excuse Me, Sir?
Carol Hartsell
The waiter never brought my water. I’m suddenly in a Kids in the Hall sketch. “And I never got my water…” The waiter looks as stressed as I feel. Every time a customer asks for something he gets this sad, “what now?” look on his face. I smile at him when I ask if I can have my water with the split pea soup I apparently ordered.
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Carol Hartsell
The waiter never brought my water. I’m suddenly in a Kids in the Hall sketch. “And I never got my water…” The waiter looks as stressed as I feel. Every time a customer asks for something he gets this sad, “what now?” look on his face. I smile at him when I ask if I can have my water with the split pea soup I apparently ordered.
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posted by Francesco Marciuliano at 1:21 PM
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7 Comments:
A long time, this one have I watched. All his life has he looked away. To the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was, hmm! What he was doin'! Adventure! Heh! Excitement! Heh! A Jedi craves not these things. You are reckless!
...but you do write pretty well. Keep up the good work, it's paying off.
That might be the best column posted yet.
nice work, blondie.
C
Great essay.
"I'm not a comic, I'm not really a writer, I'm not really a Web master, I'm not really a photographer... I'm just this nice girl who works hard."
Sounds a lot like me these days.
I mean, except the "girl" part...
How did you know how I feel about my job? It's easy but challenging, I'm good at it, and it pays well. I would just rather surf blogs and read comics. Not a good sign.
You so nailed my life . . . great writing!
I, a lowly cog employed in a very large cuckoo clock, have been trying to phrase the exact sentiment expressed here to myself for awhile now. To see it with such dead-on accuracy is refreshing to read. "Apt" and "Enchanting" indeed-things like this make me love the internet.
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