I'm such a jerk I wish that I wasn't but I think that something hardwired into me so sad. Today, Tuesday, I didn't think that I had this meeting today. I thought we were going to not have it until next week I called my quasi boss guy Andreas who reminded me that we were going to meet today and not meet for the next two weeks because he was going on a major vacation. Anyway I'm going through some real challenging things right now in the self-dressing department. I can still dress myself and I can pass myself off fairly decently as being dressed but it's just taking me so much longer and I think in some ways it's getting to a point where I may not be able to consider dressing myself anymore in a relative near future. Like I said I finally got myself dressed and still had quite a bit of time to kill so I just sort of hung out the apartment a little bit then decide to just go on in, which I did. I made the mistake of stopping by the bagel Shop and gotta dill pickle bagel. I don't really do this a lot so I'm not very good at it I should have had them toasted and everything but I ended up getting a what look like a bagel sandwich just a ton of sour cream with chopped dill pickles. It actually tasted pretty good but that's just so much bread and cheese even if it's cream cheese. I went to the office and the big boss is still gone he's out of the country or something everybody else is working fairly significantly but they had the big flat screen on the wall tuned into the current battle at some soccer place in Europe. It's this weird thing called the World Cup that everybody's Gaga about right now and I was surprised that the folks there are Gaga about it too. Of course had to be the jerk that I am and had to tell them how much I disliked soccer how much I thought it was a communist if not European plot to push European values back on to the Americans who hadn't been doing a lot with soccer the last couple of years. I just went on a rampage about how weird soccer is and how strange the USA is about the way they just sucked it in in this concept of wanting to be more European like- - at least that's how I see it. The whole soccer takeover was just too manipulative we did exactly what those folks wanted us to do. Anyway I could tell they all thought that I was weird- - and I am - - I try not to be too too weird but this game and the playoffs or whatever they're calledq definitely means a lot to these people at the office. There's nothing I can say that would turn them against soccer. I mean Andreas is Hispanic kind of but he was even wearing a soccer jersey of the team that was playing on the big screen. Well I got out of there as soon as I could. In fact we only did two names today! That's like I traveled nearly 3 hours to get here by 11:00 for just two names. I'm still glad that I went even with all the trials and tribulations, it is important that I get to leave the house or slash apartment whenever I can and I specially like the work concept that it sends me into. I took the bus all the way down State Street all the way to the hospital where I link up with the white bus that takes me to the Community College. UTA is working on tracks again and so we have to go through these bus Bridges to get back and forth to our destination. I did the bus Bridge from 13th South into the library and I couldn't find the bus Bridge to get back so I Rode rt 200 State Street all the way back...
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