The Lift

So I work on the 33rd floor of the Banker's Hall building and my elevator goes from floors 21-37. I hate that journey to the 33rd floor when the car is full, stopping at almost every floor as my stomach goes up and down up and down. What a way to make you puke in the morning. I also hate it when there's that awkwardness of not knowing what to do or how to behave in there. I see a co-worker in that far corner behind 10 other people, should I say hi or pretend I don't see her?

Once I get out of the elevator I have to swipe my 'cardkey' past that magnetic device in order to let me in. I hate it when there's other people there that are suspicious of me if they're ahead and don't hold the door open because I might not be personnel, just some thief off the street.

So I finally get in, I go to my very own office. Wow, never had my very own office before, it even has my name on the door! So now I can sit here for the next 8 hours and not talk to anyone, who wants to talk to 'the temp' anyway? He's only here for a month or so. He's not on salary, he can't join us for our extended lunches, so why invite him?

That's okay, I'm trying to save money anyway, I'll just sit in my office and eat my packed lunch of last night's leftovers and browse the internet. I didn't wanna see what it looks like outside of my office anyway. Nor did I wanna go on the lift during the lunch time peak!

A Time To Love

On May 3, 2005, one week before his 55th birthday, living legend Stevie Wonder will be releasing his first studio album since 1995!


http://www.steviewonder.net/

How excited am I?!?! I'm hoping, really, really, really hoping, that Stevie goes on tour, it doesn't have to be a huge tour, I'll fly anywhere in North America to have one of my dreams come true. Heck, to see Stevie Wonder in person, singing on stage, playing the piano and belting out his magic on the harmonica, is probably on the top of my list of 'things to do before I die'.
C'mon... c'mon... cross your fingers for me!

18 Months Later

It is exactly 1.5 years ago today that I left my home here in Calgary to travel a wonderful part of the world. I've been home now for exactly one month and one day.

I started work 2 days ago. Now that's weird, to have to wake up and iron clothes, take the bus into downtown, be politically correct and polite to everyone. Yowzers!

I still have to write my final blog! Its in the works, I'm quite excited about it. The problem is, I no longer think in blog. How sad is that? Again, I no longer think in blog... what's happening to the Dean that I once I knew?

Well, its way past my bed time... gotta get up early with the rest of the robots.