I picked up a dozen donuts on the way to work for a meeting I had first thing. I know, I know, I should have gone to Krispy Kreme™ instead of Dunkin’ Donuts™, but KK is not on the way to work and DD is. Anyways, after the meeting ended about 11, there were 5 donuts left. I put them in the break room on the free food counter.
I came back through the break room at about 2 and there were a couple of people eyeing this poor leftover piece of donut. I just said, “Oh look, Xeno’s Donut.” Nobody else got the joke, but it cracked me up.
Answer the following questions if you can without sneaking a peak at the answers or using Google®:
Q. What is the joke, and where did I steal it from?
A. From here, which only makes the event more pathetic.
Q. Why was I so amused, and what does that say about me?
A. This blogpost pretty much explains it.
I am such a dork.
Or a nerd. You make the call.
9 comments:
I don't know if I'm a nerd, dork, geek or just a plain old loser, but who is Xeno??
I'm with Liz.
I like the Dilbert cartoon and all, but still don't know the reference. Does that make me MORE or LESS a nerd than you?
Xeno, or Zeno, created a paradox that states that if you give the tortoise a head start, the hare can never catch up. Everytime the hare reaches where the turtle was, the turtle has moved a little bit.
Another way of telling it is that if you keep moving halfway from where you are to where you want to be, you will never reach it since you will still have further to go.
Limit theory refutes the paradox. Here's another site that talks about the paradoxes.
Hee! I got the joke although I'd forgotten about the Dilbert strip.
Yeah, I'm a nerd too.
Ahhh, that helps - thanks. I've always been frustrated by the concept of infinite division. I've even contemplated writing a post about it but then figured I couldn't make it interesting enough so I never pursued it.
Maybe if I write only 1/2 a post. Hmmm...
I say the ability to self amuse is a good quality and that we don't listen to anyone who tells us otherwise.
Love the joke, but I did have to take the hint. The same thing happens to the lone donut at our office, too.
Got the joke. I know, that's sad. Anyway: my wife's former boss used to have the same habit, of always cutting in half the last piece so as not to be actually taking the last piece. He did it so often we coined a verb after his surname, and have ever since referred to this as "Davising": "There's only one piece left - you can Davis it and I'll have the other half..."
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