Friday (11 June)

This is a catch-up post.

I had a basically quiet day at work, with a pleasant lunch break. Wandering around the grounds after eating my sandwich, I found a second gate down to the street, and went for a walk in the town. There seem to be enough pleasant residential streets nearby to keep me in walks for a bit, on days when I don't actually need to get lunch--it looks as though none of them lead to anything other than houses within the time I have available, except for the route I've already been told about to the King Kullen and related stores. A more varied walk will be good.

One of the odder products the company is offering is a "God Bless America angel visor clip", a pewter tschotchke with that text and a red, white, and blue ribbon. I am boggled by its existence, but that's not my problem. When it turned up in a flyer that's going to Canada, I circled it and wrote a note that said something like "Is this appropriate for Canada?" (Most of the difference between US, Canadian, and British mailings is measurements, prices, and spelling, and I guess someone forgot to check for content as distinct from style. This is part of what they pay me to catch, of course.)

( gym notes: Xpressline thoughts, and numbers )

On the trip home after exercising, someone threw up in the subway car I was sitting in. So I did something I normally don't do, not being 12 anymore: I walked between cars while the train was moving. I did this because I was in the second car, and wanted to tell the train driver as soon as possible that there was a sick passenger. I did so before we stopped at the next station, he thanked me, went on the P.A. and announced we were being held here momentarily, and sent the man he'd been chatting with back to check. He came back and said "Too much to drink" and the train went on to the next station: I'd thought it probably wasn't anything serious, but best to check, and the instructions they keep posting are "tell a TA employee and don't pull the emergency cord."

Friday (11 June)

This is a catch-up post.

I had a basically quiet day at work, with a pleasant lunch break. Wandering around the grounds after eating my sandwich, I found a second gate down to the street, and went for a walk in the town. There seem to be enough pleasant residential streets nearby to keep me in walks for a bit, on days when I don't actually need to get lunch--it looks as though none of them lead to anything other than houses within the time I have available, except for the route I've already been told about to the King Kullen and related stores. A more varied walk will be good.

One of the odder products the company is offering is a "God Bless America angel visor clip", a pewter tschotchke with that text and a red, white, and blue ribbon. I am boggled by its existence, but that's not my problem. When it turned up in a flyer that's going to Canada, I circled it and wrote a note that said something like "Is this appropriate for Canada?" (Most of the difference between US, Canadian, and British mailings is measurements, prices, and spelling, and I guess someone forgot to check for content as distinct from style. This is part of what they pay me to catch, of course.)

( gym notes: Xpressline thoughts, and numbers )

On the trip home after exercising, someone threw up in the subway car I was sitting in. So I did something I normally don't do, not being 12 anymore: I walked between cars while the train was moving. I did this because I was in the second car, and wanted to tell the train driver as soon as possible that there was a sick passenger. I did so before we stopped at the next station, he thanked me, went on the P.A. and announced we were being held here momentarily, and sent the man he'd been chatting with back to check. He came back and said "Too much to drink" and the train went on to the next station: I'd thought it probably wasn't anything serious, but best to check, and the instructions they keep posting are "tell a TA employee and don't pull the emergency cord."