Saturday, February 10, 2007

The Human Condition

I was standing around at the general post office in dublin, waiting to get a postal order for my visa renewal application, when I overheard a conversation.

Person 1: A young-ish man, in his late 20s to mid 30s. Tall, well built and with multiple old scars on different areas of his face. His eyes look dull, a bit like he's seen more shit than a person should see in one lifetime (outside of major warfare). Kind of like the eyes of all the impoverished young adults living in Dublin's slums. Life heading towards one of three directions: prison, alcoholism or a violent death at a young age.

Person 2: A middle-aged woman of around mid 40s to early 50s. She stinks of stale smoke. Its the kind of smell you get in your clothes and your hair when you've been smoking heavily for around 20 years and are constantly surrounded by those who are just like you. Her voice is gravely, her laugh is akin to a cackle. Vocal chords have taken a severe pounding at this point. I hope she's not into karaoke.

P1: *inaudible mumbling*.. fuck's sake!
P2: *cackle, cackle*

P1: Why are all the people coming at this time, it makes it so much busier! *looking around menacingly at senior citizens in queue*
P2: *nervous cackle*

P2: You know, you should get your lotto tickets today. The jackpot is around 110 million euros.
P1: *inaudible mumbling*.. here, hold my welfare certs for a minute, will you?
P2: *cackle cackle*

P2: What would you do with 110 million?
P1: I'd lose it all in 2 days.
P2. *cackle* and how would you that? Its hard to drink that much in 2 days.
P1: *serious look* Las Vegas.
P2: *nodding in agreement, thinking of next cigarette*

I really hope he doesn't win the lotto.

12 Comments:

At 3:25 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is Amanda still around? Have you seen her lately?

 
At 4:35 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I decided not to use macros.

 
At 4:37 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Really? No macros? I mean, they do relieve some of your work. But then again, you can have some problems later. Im not sure really.

 
At 5:45 AM , Blogger Mo Diggs said...

So I googled random blog and I got this. Your name is Mo. So is mine. Now that's random. Or is it...

 
At 4:24 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like 'clasic' post-office banter to me... I once overheard 'you can't post that, it'd be dead before it got there' at mine.

 
At 9:28 AM , Blogger Notes from behind the bike shed said...

I having to register for a social insurance number in Islington. I was standing next to a guy who had been out of prison for three days and he struck up a conversation. Although it had nothing to do with the lotto, it was the exact same conversation you are describing. I took multiple detours and the long way home.

 
At 9:28 AM , Blogger Notes from behind the bike shed said...

I having to register for a social insurance number in Islington. I was standing next to a guy who had been out of prison for three days and he struck up a conversation. Although it had nothing to do with the lotto, it was the exact same conversation you are describing. I took multiple detours and the long way home.

 
At 9:29 AM , Blogger Notes from behind the bike shed said...

f***ing blogger, won't let me log in, then it delete things, then it posts it twice

 
At 8:19 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

hi! blog hopping! I came here via google search.. I am so bored and then i typed random blog on google search.. haha.. and look what i found.. a wonderful blog! visit my blog too.. :D

 
At 5:37 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Even I came here looking for 'random blog' in google. Hello Mr.Mo, can you give some statistics? Is it quite common?
Also, this post is interesting post.

 
At 5:45 PM , Blogger Mo said...

apparently it is..! when i first started posting a search for "random blog" would place me somewhere in the 5th or 6th search page. nowadays i'm the first result back! excellent.

 
At 8:20 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

well, congrats!

 

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