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moominmollyInteresting!
Dinner with my boss and a coworker last night. He made some crack about, "well, if you were staying here a little longer, we wouldn't have so many problems." I was feeling a bit punchy, so I told him that I was basically a worker bee who had all of these sorts of decisions made for me from above. He paused and looked surprised; apparently, my Lexington boss had told him that I wasn't interested in staying longer.
Oooops!
I thought it was funny, anyway. It's probably too late for me to extend my stay, but they really will be in a bind when I go.
In other news, I left my house keys on my office desk and didn't realize it until I had to catch a train home at midnight. Now, my office isn't reachable by bus after 7 PM, so that's a $45 minimum cab ride before I even could have started my journey home. This was a big bummer.
I ended up renting a smelly hotel room in center city. It was on the fourth floor of a big old building overlooking a main thoroughfare. I also left my watch on my desk, so I set my cellphone up as an alarm, propped the window open, borrowed a lit candle from the restaurant downstairs, and bedded down for the night. It kind of sucked; I'd dropped David off at the airport that morning and gone right to work, and then gone out to a looooong dinner with coworkers, and I was suddenly standing on the street feeling lonely and sorry for myself. For some reason, though, the open window and candle made it a bit less of a defeat. Plus, the building across the street was an incredibly sooty old stone building with big iron gates. That was cool.
I woke up around 6:30 AM and there was early-morning bustle outside: trains, street sweepers, twentysomething backpackers rushing to catch the next Eurail train out of Centraal Station, all of it. And for some reason, it was all OK. The dingy hotel room. The superextended drug trip. The fact that I had to take a train out to the airport and buy a new shirt on my way to work to make sure I didn't show up to teach my class in last night's clothes.
For almost no reason, today, I'm happy.
Dinner with my boss and a coworker last night. He made some crack about, "well, if you were staying here a little longer, we wouldn't have so many problems." I was feeling a bit punchy, so I told him that I was basically a worker bee who had all of these sorts of decisions made for me from above. He paused and looked surprised; apparently, my Lexington boss had told him that I wasn't interested in staying longer.
Oooops!
I thought it was funny, anyway. It's probably too late for me to extend my stay, but they really will be in a bind when I go.
In other news, I left my house keys on my office desk and didn't realize it until I had to catch a train home at midnight. Now, my office isn't reachable by bus after 7 PM, so that's a $45 minimum cab ride before I even could have started my journey home. This was a big bummer.
I ended up renting a smelly hotel room in center city. It was on the fourth floor of a big old building overlooking a main thoroughfare. I also left my watch on my desk, so I set my cellphone up as an alarm, propped the window open, borrowed a lit candle from the restaurant downstairs, and bedded down for the night. It kind of sucked; I'd dropped David off at the airport that morning and gone right to work, and then gone out to a looooong dinner with coworkers, and I was suddenly standing on the street feeling lonely and sorry for myself. For some reason, though, the open window and candle made it a bit less of a defeat. Plus, the building across the street was an incredibly sooty old stone building with big iron gates. That was cool.
I woke up around 6:30 AM and there was early-morning bustle outside: trains, street sweepers, twentysomething backpackers rushing to catch the next Eurail train out of Centraal Station, all of it. And for some reason, it was all OK. The dingy hotel room. The superextended drug trip. The fact that I had to take a train out to the airport and buy a new shirt on my way to work to make sure I didn't show up to teach my class in last night's clothes.
For almost no reason, today, I'm happy.
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Date: 2002-07-09 04:23 am (UTC)What? I hope you're going to place a big boot firmly between his buttocks upon your return.
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Date: 2002-07-09 06:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-09 08:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-09 08:45 am (UTC)So...
Date: 2002-07-09 02:43 pm (UTC)And is the Amsterdam branch of your company hiring? :)
Re: So...
Date: 2002-07-12 06:07 am (UTC)Re: So...
Date: 2002-07-12 10:27 am (UTC)Or would they want me to speak Dutch? Or are we talking MS Windows?
otoh, if i never get better, it doesn't matter, now doesn't it?
Re: So...
Date: 2002-07-16 02:36 am (UTC)