For a while I sat there and watched them out of the corners of my eyes. Then I began to get restless again.
"You reading me all right, Dr. MacCluett?" I called.
He didn't bother to answer. Just went on staring at that oscilloscope. "This is remarkable," I heard him mutter. "We must make a photographic record of this. Thus must primitive man's waveform have appeared when he was forced to battle the hairy mammoth."
I decided I ought to put the doctor straight on that point. I didn't want to ruin the start of a new era with any misconceptions.
"Dr. MacCluett, I got to tell you something," I said. "I never battled a hairy mammoth in all my life. Couple of years ago I wrestled a bear in a carnival. But I never laid a finger on a hairy mammoth in all my life."
He didn't bother to comment on that either. He just went on staring and muttering.
I was beginning to build up a back pressure of curiosity. Finally it got to be too much for me. "You mind if I step over and take a peek?" I called out. I mean, those were my brain waves they were looking at. I wanted to be sure they were cleaned up and cleared for transmission.
Panda spun around. "Freddy, don't you dare move!" she yipped. "How can you possibly step over and look at your own brain waves?"
When I thought it over, it didn't seem logical. I guess it would be like climbing a ladder to see the top of your head. I decided it wasn't anything to start a war about.
I don't know what sort of rating I would have picked up on that first show, but I must have impressed Dr. MacCluett. Anyway, he invited me to come back again that next day.