Metaphorrhea
Overhead at my local pizza place earlier today, a conversation between two men, apparently concerning a business presentation one had recently given: FIRST MAN: You always seemed to have a sense of exactly where you were going with everything. SECOND MAN: That's part of the training. It's kind of like cooking. I don't cook, so maybe this isn't the best metaphor. But when you cook, you know how you gather all the ingredients together first? And you're going to use only those ingredients. You're not just going to decide, "I think I'll add some paprika." You stick to those ingredients. And each one's really important, and you have to be very careful about exactly when you use it. It's like comic books. Did you ever collect comic books or baseball cards? It's like comic books in plastic. You don't take it out of the plastic because it's like ... it's like, like walking on fallen snow. Right? Fallen snow. |
At 1/20/2007 01:06:00 PM, Inkhorn wrote…
That's awesome. He's like a minor character in a Shakespeare comedy. Now we need some knowing Jaques to make a snide aside. Something involving butterwomen or oystermen. And the phrase "graveled for lack of matter."
At 1/23/2007 02:35:00 PM, Pamphilia wrote…
I love it! He's trying to use analogies to explain his OCD, but the analogies never quite work because the OCD is the element of the inexplicable in each example.
Scribble some marginalia
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