I've been thinking about telling you all the story of K and The Chair; I've actually started to write it several times, but I think that it was one of those things where you had to be there. In a nutshell*, Will got new chairs for the small conference table in his office. I don't know why--his old chairs were fine and are now in The Godfather's office. Will's new chairs are really nice and K decided that she needed a new desk chair, even though her existing (now previous) desk chair is also perfectly fine. So, K asked Will and he told her to go ahead and order a new ($300) desk chair. It came in and Mama X freaked out on two levels: 1) The utter waste of $300 when the existing desk chair was fine and 2) the fact that K asked Mama X to "help her put it together," but then promptly went to lunch, leaving Mama X sitting on the floor surrounded by chair pieces for most of the afternoon. That was the day that I realized that Mama X doesn't like K either. I'm feeling more vindicated in my opinion every day.
Today at BCFG an inter started;we'll just call her The Intern. She's going to be a junior in college and is so young, or maybe I'm so old. Of course, she is hip and cute, which adds to my feeling of oldness. I don't know if any of you feel this way, but in my head I'm still this girl who just graduated from college, or just got married, or just had a baby, until something happens that makes reality crash down on me and I'm forced to admit that I've been out of college for 12 years, my 10 year anniversary is coming up and I'm the mother of a 7 year old. The Intern seems like a nice girl, however I have no idea where they are going to put her--thanks to me, all the corners are even taken.
I was, as usual, antisocial at lunch today and was in my car listening to Fresh Air with Terry Gross. Today she had the artist Christoph Niemann as her guest. You can listen to the interview (which was great) or see some images of his art here: http://www.npr.org/2011/06/22/137197285/-that-s-how-an-illustrator-explains-it-all
Even better than his art was his accent, as he is from Berlin. Just like English is spoken differently in different parts of the US, Berlin German has it's own accent or cadence. This also made me feel old, since it has been 14 years since I was there. (I remember making a promise to myself when I left that I wouldn't let more than 10 years pass before I came back. Oops.) It was the birthday of one of my German Facebook friends, so we were Facebook chatting (with me needing to consult my dictionary more than I would have liked to). I also have another friend that recently moved to Switzerland. I'm having one of those days when every one's life seems cooler than mine.
One final thought...I've become obsessed with The Glee Project on the Oxygen Network. It's like The Real World (when I used to watch it in my youth) combined with the TV Show "Fame" (which I always liked) combined with "American Idol" (When I used to think it was good.) Unfortunately, I'm all caught up with the episodes now and must wait for a new one like the regular people.
*in case any of you have an inquiring mind and need to know
If it makes you feel any better, my students make me feel old on pretty much a daily basis. Not only do they look like they're twelve, but the references I use are getting more and more obscure.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to believe I'm teaching people who didn't live in the 70's or 80's - that removes a lot of my own reference points (not to mention that they were so little in the 90's that I don't have that either). They were in like third grade for 9/11.
*deep sigh*
I was thinking about you when I wrote this.
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