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By: Sheri at The Loopy Ewe » More Loiterers Needed

Sheri at The Loopy Ewe » More Loiterers Needed — Fri, 17 Sep 2010 14:56:39 +0000

[...] a couple of weeks ago when I shared what usually goes on outside of my office window? People talking on their phones. A lot. And here I was, thinking that it was a bit annoying and [...]

By: Jo Anne Moniz

Jo Anne Moniz — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 17:50:06 +0000

From my office window….hmmm…I work upstairs in my home…and while checking email, I glanced outside my window as saw marathon runners running down the street making the turn that will return them back to the finish line (they have 11 more miles to go!!). What an awesome sight! Kudo’s to all those that dedicate their time to running….and completely 26 miles in one day!

What do I hear from my window….only the traffic from the highway…which isn’t very loud anyway…and the sirens from the fire trucks as the station is about 100 yards away!

I don’t have a “naughty” conversations….nor smokers (cough cough…)…I just have sunny blue skies with the tradewinds in Hawaii!!!

By: Faith

Faith — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 14:30:00 +0000

Sheri, I think this is one of your most hysterical blog entries! Thanks for the laugh.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 13:29:48 +0000

I absolutely love it!

By: Maria

Maria — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 00:13:15 +0000

Outside my office used to be the place where the smoking employees of the next door restaurant took their breaks. Besides causing me to wonder if many of them were brain damaged (I could tell you stories!–though I’ve known a number of people with serious brain injuries who actually behaved better and more sensibly, not to mention the employees had no excuse for their behavior) I also resolved never, ever to eat in that restaurant after witnessing their behavior. Yes, it was that bad.

By: Brigette

Brigette — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 18:19:25 +0000

I don’t know if it’s interesting or scary. A trash truck with trash inside caught on fire outside our windows and the police, fire trucks, ambulances are all sitting outside. EVERYONE is FINE! It smells like burning dirt, paper, and paper glue on and off since about 11:30 our time. They had to empty all the trash onto the road to get the fire out… it was pretty big considering. The road outside my window is closed and will remain that way until about 4 pm. Again everyone is fine.

By: Kathy Deutsch

Kathy Deutsch — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 15:31:18 +0000

I hope some day to have the guts to just start talking back at the callers, in response to what they are saying into the phones (loudly)
“Oh, I know, she can be such a jerk sometimes! You should totally not invite her to the party.”

Outside my window? One impatient hummingbird!

By: Brenda

Brenda — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 13:40:43 +0000

Put a sign on your window that says “We can hear you know!”

By: Chi

Chi — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 03:23:26 +0000

LOL – I would consider it cheap entertainment if it’s interesting, juicy conversation but if it’s like most public cell phone conversations I’ve been tortured into overhearing, I’d be tempted to line that window with one of those bug zapper thingies. You know, the kind that electrocutes. Decorate it to make it look inviting to lean on then, ZAP!

By: Jeanne B.

Jeanne B. — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 23:25:06 +0000

Do it. Scare the bejeezus out of them. It would serve them right!

Nothing going on outside my window today. I should be thankful. The past couple of days my lovely, pristine, politely-dressed neighborhood has been witness to the Bare-Belly Man. He must be a visitor, because nobody in this neighborhood goes outside unless they are dressed properly for public consumption. Not even to get the mail. Nope. We’re fully dressed even if we’re just stepping out to grab the paper from the stoop.

So when I looked up from my computer to see this visage, this wondrous creature of advancing age and already-advanced beer gut, strolling by with a button-down shirt left completely unbuttoned, with his enormous hairy belly bouncing along for all to see, well… I was speechless.

And then he strolled by the next day. Wearing the same shirt. The same way.

Thankfully, that trend appears to be over.