December 11, 2005
The First Week
My first week at the new place has past and I think I’m going to like it. So far, I’ve completed the following list of activities: visited a construction site and gotten permission to use the gym/sauna/pool for free, hunted for a manhole cover in a wet field that doubles as a car cemetery, visited Alcoholics Anonymous (we’re renovating their offices), pushed an Audi off the side of the road, visited a new town under construction and conceded that yes, 250k is a bargain for a luxury one bed apartment especially with the marina so near, found out that my boss is both a coffee addict and a wine enthusiast, went for a group lunch my first day, walked home for lunch the next, hailed close to 6 cabs in the effort of visiting so many sites, toured the building next door that we’re renovating and felt like a giant because the ceiling is so low, had lunch in a pub where the average age was 72, got an invite to a Christmas Caroling session and an end of the year appreciation dinner, met one very wealthy man who sounds like Mike Tyson with a cold, and slept til 9am every morning. Not bad for a first week.
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But did they have you climb on to the roof of your building, in your slacks and long sleeve buttoned up shirt, in pouring rain (and I mean pouring rain, not by LA standards, but rivaling most hurricane caliber rain quantities.) to patch a hole because there was so much water coming in that you would swear was trying to fill a swimming pool? Well they didn't make me go because I was still not covered by their health insurance, but they wanted me to go. And they would have too because now that I am covered, guess who handles the dirty work? Damn leaky roof. I think I have finally found the right roofer to fix it. That pub of yours that the avg. age is 72, we have one of those a couple blocks from work. Everytime I go in, all the blue hairs look at you like I'm the evil grandson that doesn't call or want to spend time with them. It's creepy, but the food is good.
the food can't be that good. Lunch shouldn't be served with side of guilt. Especially if you have vistied grandmother recently. Find a new pub.
B.
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