So today, I thought I would make the extra effort to get going in the morning and get to the bus stop a little earlier. I woke up at 7 and am out the door at 7:30. (Those of you who know me know that this time is a big deal - I get up at 7:30 in the States.) I go walking around the corner to the bus stop, and there is a bus sitting at the light. I look at it and think, "What do you bet that's my bus?" Yep. I get to the crosswalk just in time for the light to change, the bus to go flying past, and I see it stop, pick someone up, and then take off, all while I am still standing at the crosswalk, waiting for the light to change. (It is a very busy intersection, and I don't think it wise to chance running across the street into oncoming traffic.) One positive, though: I have learned to "Look Right" at all intersections now. I think I am going to get flattened when I get back home and step out into traffic after looking the wrong way down the road...
I walk to the bus stop, check the schedule (I have learned how to read bus schedules - scary, right?), and see that I have a 15-minute wait until the next bus comes. So I open up my bag and pull out my iPod. I turn it on - wait, no. I turn it on - wait, no. I shake it a little and swear - nope. Okay, so the battery is dead and I don't turn it on. So far, today looks like it is going to be a great day!
The bus arrives a little quicker than 15 minutes later, which is good. I get there just in time to catch the Ferry that is waiting at the dock. So I climb on the boat and sit down for the ride, close to the window so that I can enjoy the scenery. I also get to people watch. Nothing too exciting, but it is pretty entertaining to see the people sitting on the boat. Most are bundled up in their winter coats, with scarves around their necks. What's that? You ask how cold it is here? 15. Degrees Celsius - ha, fooled you! It is something like 50, and warms up to 60-65 by the afternoon. So I am standing there in my suit, quite comfortable. In fact, with my computer bag on my back (they gave me a pretty sweet backpack), I am starting to sweat by the time I get to the office building. The people here are kind of wussies...
I get into work, and start right in on it. Nerd alert here: I am going to talk about work. By 10 am, I have completed the entire work purpose of coming to Australia. I sign a form and get a book that is published here by PwC Australia. It is a huge book that basically gives every financial statement disclosure required under Australian IFRS. So my work here is complete. To the Charlotte office: Thanks for sending me here to learn IFRS when all I really needed was a $50 book that was published here. Sweet!
Not too long into the day, I have an email from one of the Tax Directors here, GS. It seems that she does expatriate work, and Donna, my new best buddy in the Expatriate group in Charlotte, has passed along my info to GS. (Thanks, Donna!) So GS emails me, and I managed to venture up to her office later in the afternoon to say hello. She's cool, offered to take me around anywhere, as needed, or to maybe grab some lunch together later in the week. Sweet!
I go to lunch today by myself again, as no one here goes out to eat. Or maybe I just miss them run out the door at 1 pm on the dot. But I wanted something quick, so I head to Subway across the street. Not my favorite, but at least it will be fast. I get there, though, and see that Subway is apparently one of the more popular restaurants here in town. I know - go figure! Philip, if you are reading, you would be right at home here... So I get my sandwich and sit down to eat it. Then I figure out that the social culture here is quite different. This guy gets his food and sits down at my table (at my table but diagonal to me, as I am at one of those 4-person tables). I really don't care about that part of it, as I am more than willing to share a table when I am by myself. What was interesting was the fact that this guy did not say a word. He sat down, opened his sandwich, opened his paper, read, ate, got up, and left. I mean, at least at home people would say, "Do you mind if I sit here?" Totally different. Not that it is bad, just different. As I rode home on the ferry, I noticed that people don't have the personal space issues here that we have at home. What I mean is that folks - strangers - sit down next to each other without saying a word and without thinking anything of it. As I said, not bad, just different.
Anyway, I get back to work, go at it for a while, and it is time to leave. I kind of like this whole lunch from 1-2 then you leave at 5 thing. Although I have yet to actually leave at 5 any night - I have been staying to post these blogs. But still - it's nice to only have 3 hours before the day is over! Oh, and I am going to give a shout-out to Robbie, as well. I got stuck here on some things, and asked him to send me a checklist from the US to help me out. He came right though the next morning! It is good to have people overseas to help me out. So the rest of you in the Charlotte office - watch out!
I pack up to head home. I had gotten a glass of water during the day, but forgot where the break area was, so I wandered around on my way out to figure out where to put back my glass. I ran into Catherine, one of the HR girls who I had met with on Monday. She went to Penn State (I am willing to forgive her for it), and was talking to her for a while. As a side note, we were taking about the weather, and found out from her that very few people here have heat. So at least I am not the only one here who is living at Sweatshirt Central every night. Nice to know...
I'll wrap this post up by telling you about the ride back home. I managed to get on the right train tonight. I forgot to post in yesterday's blog post that I hopped on the wrong train going home. It appears that all of the trains in one area to the the same first two stops. Nope. Two of the 5 go elsewhere, and I picked one of those two. Apparently I have to go down another flight of stairs below the platform I was on last night to get to the right trains. Lesson learned, no big deal. And I also learned a new way home, but I didn't want to try it out last night, so I will have to leave that adventure for another trip. Anyway... There is a free paper that is handed out as you are getting onto the train. It is sort of a news paper, but there are random stories in there. I do get some news from home, so that's helpful. Although I am not sure I needed to know about the freaks in Texas who were forcing little 5-year-old kids to have sex in front of paying customers. Nice to see what kind of US stories make it over here. Anyway, there is a section in this paper where you can text a message to the paper, and they will print it the next day. These texts are hilarious. People yell at other people on the public transportation through this paper. For example: "To the guy who spilled coffee on my shoes and did not apologize. You're a jerk." I will try to pick some of the funnier ones each day I read and pass them along to you guys going forward...
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Hey, how are y'all? thought you might like to read something southern. So now you know who this is. No heat! What kind of place did they send you to? Good thing Jan isn't coming to visit! Sounds like you are getting settled in. I'm enjoying the bolg. I know more about what you are doing there than here. Take care of yourself.And don't forget to...
I'll try to call you on your birthday. 30, no you can't be, makes me too old.
Good luck and stay warm. This to the girl that wears shorts in the winter and short sleaves and no coat in the snow.
Love you!
Bertha
These are great! Keep 'em coming.
Bootsie & Don
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