I took my brother to the Google Holiday Party. He said he recognized 50 ex-classmates from Stanford. I only recognized about 30 friends from around the company.
Somethin' ain't right there!
Some young Googlers invited us to after-party, but just the thought of it made me tired.
Around 11:30pm, things were winding down:
Me: [looking around the room] "This room is half cleared-out. All the kiddies have left."
Tom: "Yeah."
Me: "It's past their bedtime."
Tom: "No, they went up to San Francisco to party some more."
Me: "Oh, that's true."
Tom: "Let's not kid ourselves over whose bedtime it is."
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Geez, I wasn't that old when I was your age.
Well, aside from work-related sleep dep, come to think of it.
Yup, that's the Stanford mafia for you. No big surprise that your brother knows so many folks at Google.
As for bedtime, I think based on your previous comments and your time stamps of your postings, you are quite the night owl and insomniac.
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Night owl maybe..
Too old to party obviously???
Will marry soon? Absolutely!!!
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I feel your pain. And then some.
I found your blog while looking for a friend who works at Google, and now I'm addicted! I have a feeling I'll be reading the whole damned thing... :)
My date works at Google, so I was there. I saw you and almost walked up to you to say hi. Then I realized "Oh shit she doesn't know me."
Weird.
re: anonymous.
Say hello next time!
I won't be weirded out, unless you start emailing me every day. :)
She won't be weirded out unless you are an Asian man.
Anonymous 4:36 AM:
Give it a rest. That's so yesterday.
No, really, it would be weird to say hi to you because I say mean things about you on your blog. ok not mean things, but un-nice things.
I doubt Niniane is weirded out by Asian men. Just because you don't want to date someone doesn't mean you are weirded out by them.
I don't date black dudes but I'm not weirded out by them.
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