Kill Kuato

Monday, November 06, 9:15 PM

I was at a hospital employee appreciation party the other night. I sat down with my friend on my right, and I noticed a certificate of 10 year employment on my left. A lady sat down on my left and I go, “HEY, Congratulations for ten years thats great!”

Then I asked, “hey what do you do at the hospital”.
She answered, Waah daaa waa naa”-like the Peanuts Teacher in Charlie Brown’s class.
I looked at my food and said, “thats cool” and proceeded to eat.

I then noticed in my peripheral vision that she was waiting for my answer.
S#@%! I said to myself, she asked a question when I thought she told me her job title. I was thoroughly embarrassed, looked at my plate and ignored her.

The problem is that while she was on my “hard of hearing” side,-STYX paradise theater was blaring out a speaker in the conference room on MY RIGHT. So when my right ear is busy, I cannot hear phonetic articulation on my left, but of course after 35 years of conditioning, I pretend I do.

Same problem I had while going hunting with my bud Brian. I am in the passenger side. It is hot in the truck so I roll down the window.  Maybe Brian says, “Daw wa da waa faa!, I’m like crap, roll up the window, turn my head 180*, “What you say man?” Brian states, “The buck you see the buck!?- I’m like “Fuck!, man, no! Where!
Totally missed the boat.

I also am having sixth sense weird vibes when I go to sleep. Like a gurgle, buzzing white noise. Perhaps it is Kuato trying to reach the light by reaching past my cochlea with his pinky-sticking out my ear. He better not be trying to tickle Wen.

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