So I am walking past the Gates Building and this guy with large plastic black framed glasses and dark sports-coat on asks if he can ask me a few questions. About 15 ft from him is a woman with an expensive looking DV camera.
"Great," I think. I am heading back to the lab after lunch and it's cold outside. He holds up a large picture of the founders of Google, Larry and Sergey. This one in fact:
He asks, can you go into the building, come out and I will pretend to interview you. I'll ask if you know them, you say no and that you don't think they went to school here. All of which I do. They thank me and we go our separate ways.
What does this have to do with being a C.A.B.? Not much, although I was going past the Gates Building to see if they still had copies of the NY Times outside to read.
Odd, eh?
"Great," I think. I am heading back to the lab after lunch and it's cold outside. He holds up a large picture of the founders of Google, Larry and Sergey. This one in fact:
He asks, can you go into the building, come out and I will pretend to interview you. I'll ask if you know them, you say no and that you don't think they went to school here. All of which I do. They thank me and we go our separate ways.
What does this have to do with being a C.A.B.? Not much, although I was going past the Gates Building to see if they still had copies of the NY Times outside to read.
Odd, eh?
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