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Thursday, September 13, 2012

Well, yeah, he is baked, why do you ask?

I've been meaning to post about this guy for a while, but I haven't gotten to it. Now seems like a good time. There's this dude wandering the hallways here -- and I mean a lot more than normal -- who I think escaped from Fast Times at Ridgemont High. He's kind of hefty, kind of slovenly (tee shirt and jeans, always looks like he slept in his clothes, apparently does not own a razor and yet can't grow an actual beard) and he always wears these really big old-school looking headphones with the cord running down to a pocket in his pants. Not clear if the cord is actually plugged into anything, but I assume he has some sort of MP3 player cranking out Abba or Starland Vocal Band.

None of that is what makes this guy eye-catching, however. Hell, most of that makes him fade into the temp woodwork, indistinguishable from half the other temps here. No, its the constant dopey grin, the slight bobble to his head, the weave to his walk, and the half-baked look on his face that leads to the inescapable conclusion that this guy is headed to the bathroom for the ninth time before noon so that he can finish that doob he started earlier. Yes, Headphone Boy appears to be always just a little bit stoned. Not wasted, not too blasted to see straight, but always in that Spicoli-like state of cool buzz.

I just know that, any day now, he's going to wander into our room and ask if anyone has any Doritos.

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