Aside from a pile of dusty old bills and boatload of ATM receipts -- some dating back to my clerkship in 2001 -- I've found a few amusing things in the mess: a mix tape my friend Nicole made me during law school, the multitude of telegrams I received for my 27th birthday. And then, there was this souvenir from a trip I took to London in law school:
My friends Alia and Dan and I spent the week in London after Alia won a contest sponsored by Virgin Atlantic and Austin Powers. Anyhoo, we were in a train station in London when we came across this business card laying (or is it lying) on the ground. No idea what prompted us to look down, or to touch anything on the ground of the grubby train station. I mean seriously -- after a week of traveling around in the tube and breathing in the soot filled air, I was afraid that I had the black lung, or that my nose was going to turn black and fall off.
Nevertheless, for whatever reason I not only picked up the card, but saved it for some seven years. I must have known that one day I'd have a blog. I only wish that we had called the number on the card to find out more info on just how ugly we were.
The ugly card reminds me of an awesome business card I saw on the internet this past Christmas:
I should buy some of these to leave at various train stations around the world for tourists to pick up and blog about. (I think of it as paying it forward, just without the creepy Haley Joel Osment part.)
4 comments:
Reminds me of a card someone placed on my windshield once. It had a cartoon of a little leprechaun bowing politely and next to him was typed "Thanks, for parking so close. Next time leave a f***ing screwdriver so I can get my car out. Have a nice day." Always made me laugh.
I need those douche cards. Seriously. Like thousands of them. I could spend a whole day on the corner of Roosevelt and Junction Blvd. just handing them out.
Jamon it.
Word.
BK -- maybe you should include them at your store!!!
Holy shit, I forgot about the Ugly card. That was awesome.
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