Why part one? Because this day is only 4 1/2 hours old and I had to get up because the 12h time shift has it’s way with me. So now I have Homer Simpson’s voice in my head yelling through clenched teeth:” I hate you so much time shift, you think you are so much better than me!”.
Oh well, but being educated and having gone through this a number of times, I know better than Homer and I will just have to prepare to fall asleep….around 3:00PM….on my first day….in my new job.
No seriously, I am excited and soooo looking forward to starting.
Oh, but here is a funny story. I told you yesterday about our plan to execute on a mattress, which we did by the way. It’s awesome – Latex, means point-elasticity, which means that it perfectly conforms to a body’s outline – well to a point, I will won’t be able to sleep on my side. But I am going off on the wrong tangent here. So after we had both determined that this is the item we would want to spend the next few years on we entered the paper filling out stage. The gentleman we bought from was apparently in love with this process since he moved back and forth numerous time to get more or additional information and to check on additional rebate opportunities. After a while, where we thought we should drive this process to a close because we had about 6 people congregated around the cash register, he played the Coup De Grass – something that even for the most seasoned shopper was a curveball: The Map.
Imagine making a purchase where the items gets delivered after a few days to your house. You provide the address, right, that should do it? No, here there was a nice 6x9in area on the bottom of the purchase agreement left open to draw a map on how to get to the customer’s place, I kid you not. We looked at each other and fought laughing. So we proceeded to work with the Salesman to draw a map. It turns out, that Barbara has an amazing recollection of the blueprint of our new place and how it will look when it’s furnished – kind a useless for this purpose; that I was able to tell a great narrative on what features were on the premises an around us – at least as useless, but that it was the salesman, who was able to put it all into context. The delivery men are now in possession of a map that will allow them to take either the scenic route to our new abode, the guaranteed traffic jam route (pretty much any route is the traffic jam route at any given time of the day) or any other route they please. Delivery is supposed to be “a little bit at 2:00 and a little bit at 3:00PM”.
I say a little bit Good-Bye now until we hear a little bit from each other again.
Yours Excited Markus \m/ (and still sleeping Barbara, how does she do that)
P.S.: Part 2 will evidently follow after I have finished my first day.