Health Fair amusing....
Jun. 9th, 2004 05:01 pmDownstairs today was a health fair, part of Human Resources's continuing attempt to convince us we're not overworked, underpaid, and abused. Yeah, right. However, it's free food and free massages, so I'll go down.
The standard variety of health providers was there, with, (since it's the institute), a variety of stress reduction programmes. (and their mental health provider, which they keep referring people to even though the group in question can't be bothered to ever return phone calls or make appointments.)
Anyway, cute lass from Scripps Hospital's music therapy programme pops up in front of me, says "you look like a drummer", and hands me a doumbek.
A doumbek, for those who don't hang around the faire or SCA circut, is a small middle eastern drum. And jokes about doumbek players aside, they actually can be fun to play. I took a ME drumming class at an SCA collegium in Las Vegas last summer, and still like to play around with the silly things.
But still, "look like a drummer"??? With a doumbek??? The sarcastic side of me is thinking, "Um,no, I don't. I still have my own teeth, have shaven, brushed my teeth and showered today, my hair is tied back, my eyes are focused, and I can pass a drug screening test. So what do you mean by 'look like a drummer'??"
Sarcasm aside, I go okay, sit down, place the doumbek on my leg, and start to drum.
"Doumdoumtekatekadoumdoumtekatekadoumdoumtekakatekakadoumdoum..........
And the rapid look of befuddlement on the poor lass' face when I start to play.
I messed up on a teka, shook my fingers out, and said "It's always the tekas that trip me up", and laugh. She laughs as well, gets another doumbek out, and we start a 5 minute impromtu drum jam.
I was amused........
The standard variety of health providers was there, with, (since it's the institute), a variety of stress reduction programmes. (and their mental health provider, which they keep referring people to even though the group in question can't be bothered to ever return phone calls or make appointments.)
Anyway, cute lass from Scripps Hospital's music therapy programme pops up in front of me, says "you look like a drummer", and hands me a doumbek.
A doumbek, for those who don't hang around the faire or SCA circut, is a small middle eastern drum. And jokes about doumbek players aside, they actually can be fun to play. I took a ME drumming class at an SCA collegium in Las Vegas last summer, and still like to play around with the silly things.
But still, "look like a drummer"??? With a doumbek??? The sarcastic side of me is thinking, "Um,no, I don't. I still have my own teeth, have shaven, brushed my teeth and showered today, my hair is tied back, my eyes are focused, and I can pass a drug screening test. So what do you mean by 'look like a drummer'??"
Sarcasm aside, I go okay, sit down, place the doumbek on my leg, and start to drum.
"Doumdoumtekatekadoumdoumtekatekadoumdoumtekakatekakadoumdoum..........
And the rapid look of befuddlement on the poor lass' face when I start to play.
I messed up on a teka, shook my fingers out, and said "It's always the tekas that trip me up", and laugh. She laughs as well, gets another doumbek out, and we start a 5 minute impromtu drum jam.
I was amused........
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Date: 2004-06-09 07:45 pm (UTC)Ahem; I certainly pass most of those tests, and I drum.
(Perhaps not well, but still, I drum.)
Hmph. ;)
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Date: 2004-06-09 11:52 pm (UTC)If it makes you feel better though, I also tell harp jokes.... :-)
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Date: 2004-06-10 03:22 am (UTC)Sadly, no; it doesn't. *chuckling ruefully*
If it makes you feel better though, I also tell harp jokes...
Well, in that case... ;)
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Date: 2004-06-10 07:10 am (UTC)My name is Padraig, and I play the doumbek.