We can’t always be serious in the blog, need something to start our work week off with a smile, and grab any reason we can to include Jerry Seinfeld in this blog.
We don’t have enough time today to detail why Jerry needed an exterminator on the show Seinfeld, and why it affected Elaine’s job interview and Kramer’s senses- or the ripple effects on George needing to prove that he was not a racist to his boss so he hired the pest control technician to go to dinner with him.
This observation on insects is from his book SeinLanguage (available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble (we still like brick and mortar stores):
I think when you’re a kid, you ponder life’s mysteries a lot more. One thing I always wondered about is where are the bugs going? Bugs never hang out. They’re always on their way somewhere. You put your hand in front of them, no problem, they go someplace else. Whole new destination. I guess if you were walking along and someone dropped a 200-foot wall right in front of your face, you might go, “You know, I think I’ll head to Cebu for a while. I don’t need to live where there’s giant walls falling out of the sky.”
Bugs don’t panic in these crisis situations. And when a bug’s best friend is a 5-year old boy, this is a crisis situation. He could put you in a jar with 2 blades of grass to live on for the rest of your life. He might find a magnifying glass on a sunny day, things happen.
Because in his mind, every 5-year old kid is a mad scientist. He’s got the white coat, the clipboard, the hair is out. You don’t just capture bugs, you must test them. Test their endurance, their ability to stand pain. Not for your own pleasure, for scientific reasons, of course.
This isn’t how or why we went into this business- but good stuff nonetheless.