he can’t go left
January 15, 2009
Since I’ve got Seinfeld on the brain, I was reminded again this week.
Brad’s phone rings, so he pulls out the phone and puts it up to his ear. Sort of.
I’m sitting there staring at him while he talks on the phone. And when he hangs up, I say, “Dude. What the hell?”
He says “What?”
I say “What do you mean, ‘What?’ You answered the phone with your right hand, and you held it up to your LEFT ear. What the hell?”
He says “That’s my listening ear. My phone ear. Usually I use my left hand and hold to my left ear, but my left hand had a greasy glove on it, so I used my RIGHT hand and listened with my LEFT ear. What?”
So, sort of like George in the best Seinfeld episode ever, Brad can’t go right. Well, George can’t go left, and Brad can’t LISTEN on his right. I mean, I can’t go right (yet I sleep lookers RIGHT), so I know what he means. Although I’m pretty sure I’m ambidextrous phone-hand-to-ear-wise.
Anyway, whatever. What Brad did was messed up.