The university I’m at has meal plans were you get a certain number of blocks (meal + drink + side). These are things that one has, and uses them to buy stuff. Last week at dinner, I gave the cashier my order and he said “Sorry man, we ran out of blocks.” If I didn’t explain blocks well enough, this is a statement that makes no sense.
I completely broke the flow of the back and forth and replied with a really confused, “Huh?” At that point the guy and another worker started laughing. Turns out they’d been coming up with nonsensical lines and seeing how many people they would fly past.
Moral of this story, I think the only reason I noticed my confusion and didn’t do mental gymnastics to “make it make sense” was because I was really tired. Yep, the greatest weapon I wield against the pressures of social reality is my desire to go to bed.
The university I’m at has meal plans were you get a certain number of blocks (meal + drink + side). These are things that one has, and uses them to buy stuff. Last week at dinner, I gave the cashier my order and he said “Sorry man, we ran out of blocks.” If I didn’t explain blocks well enough, this is a statement that makes no sense.
I completely broke the flow of the back and forth and replied with a really confused, “Huh?” At that point the guy and another worker started laughing. Turns out they’d been coming up with nonsensical lines and seeing how many people they would fly past.
Moral of this story, I think the only reason I noticed my confusion and didn’t do mental gymnastics to “make it make sense” was because I was really tired. Yep, the greatest weapon I wield against the pressures of social reality is my desire to go to bed.