Monday, June 04, 2007

  • Sense and Sendzibilidy *sniff, cough*

     

    Last week I escaped the happy monotony of my office life as a layout designer and boldly rode in a 12 passenger van where I had never ridden before... on 9 hours of rather bumpy highway to beautiful Nashville, Tennessee for the regional ATI conference. I helped with booksales (which includes various aspects of setting up for the conference, answering questions behind the book table, selling books, restocking tables after people buy the books, and tearing down at the end of the week). I had a wonderful time working, getting to know friends better, helping serve ATI families, and even getting somewhat sleep deprived :o) As we bumped back to HQ this past Saturday, however, I felt like I was coming down with a cold. Sure enough, I sit here typing with a box of kleenex within easy reach.

     

    As I started walking towards the Staff Center for lunch today, I noticed the sky was rather overcast, but being bound and determined to walk I paid the clouds little heed. Lunch went smoothly as I munched on my rabbit food (salad) and chili (what rabbits only dream about), listened to announcements, and deposited my then-empty tray on the table by the kitchen. However, thick ebony clouds loomed ominously before me as I stepped from the Staff Center and began walking back to the PC with an abandon not dissimilar to dear Marianne’s. I was not a third of the way to the PC when the floodgates of Heaven were loosed and a downpour as I have not seen in some time swept the earth and me on it. It began so suddenly that turning back would have helped me little. Alas, no Colonel Brandons or even Mr. Willoughbys appeared to rescue me from my soggy plight, so I continued on to the PC. With great squishings of sopping shoes and drippings of waterlogged clothes, I sloshed my way up the stairs to my office where I made no delay in retrieving my keys, splooshing back down the stairs, out again into the cats and dogs, into my car, back to my apartment, and into warm dry clothes. And there you have it, the rest of the story (Though where you could have heard any other part of it I know not...).

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