Since my workplace doubles as the “Princeton/Plainsboro Teaching Hospital” on the show House, I always look for my office in the opening credits. It’s a campus, not a hospital, and it’s very busy outside. In five minutes, this is as quickly as I could type what I saw. I have no reason for doing this. I don’t expect anyone to care. I’m simply taking advantage of the fact that no one visits me to witness my weirdness.
Girl in spring dress, bare legs, and dressy flats. It’s 61, but that’s uncalled for.
Boy (geeky) looking at his cell phone. I don’t think anyone called.
Bald guy talking on his cell phone.
Cute dude with a back-pack on a skateboard. Looks like something out of a J. Crew ad.
Eurotrashy guy waving to a friend. Black pants, black sweater, distressed leather shoulder bag.
Another geek eating a cookie, going to our next building.
Guy eating cookie, hipster doofus.
Black squirrel on my windowsill, goes away. Not sure where he’s headed.
Another girl eating cookie (it’s cookie time). Very normal looking. She’ll never need therapy.
Well-heeled European stylin in his dress pants and crisp shirt. Handsome, gay, arrogant.
Dude in workout gear listening to his iPod, sucking on a lolly pop. He’s probably going to a team practice. Too small for football. Hmnn.
Secretary in jeans, going home (a little early?), carrying a FedEx box she’ll drop in the bin on her way to the parking lot. She looks like her feet hurt in her cool shoes.
A black guy! My first sighting this afternoon. Backpack, campus t-shirt, and jeans. Normal.
Cute grad student with a body I never dreamed of having. Hates her.
Bike whizzing by.
Second black dude sighting! He’s cute, very clean looking sneakers.
Cute couple, Asian guy in workout gear getting on his bike, chatting up a cute science girl.
Hipster doofus guy comes back.
Black squirrel came back.
Russian lab manager going home (she’s leaving early too!).
Annoying colleague enters my office. Time to stop.