I think I'm done hippling.
So yesterday we was our annual 8th grade trip to Disneyland. There was a monumental fuster at the end but I won't go into that.
I had to ride on one of the buses not only with 60 amped-up and obnoxious kids but with Tony, the half-Asperger's PE teacher. This guy is notorious for his communication skills or lack thereof. Not only is he a close-talker but he really can't carry on a conversation. Here's a snippet:
Keep in mind I've taken out my iPod and have one earbud in.
Tony: Hey, you follow baseball at all?
Me: Oh, no man. Not really.
Tony: Huh? (he says 'huh' about every 3rd sentence)
Me: I just really don...
Tony: Yeah so I'm watching the MLB network...do you get that?
Me: Yeah, my kid watches it. I don't.
Tony: So they have rankings the other day. Huh?
Me:
Tony: And they've got New York at #2 but Boston at #3...
(I have no idea what he was really saying. I'll just make #### up since that's what I heard)
Tony: But there's no way Sacramento has the pitching to be at #4. And they got swept by the Blue Dogs, huh?
Me:
Tony: I mean how do you have Oregon at 6 but the Gladiators are 4 games ahead in the Federal division? Huh?
Me: Yeah, that's wild.
Tony: So you catch the Columbus game last night? They lost in the fourth set to the Transformers. Huh?
I was on a bus with him for almost 7 hours.