Monday, June 30, 2008

Weekend Fun

Well, I would say that my weekend was uneventful, but I would be wrong. Although I really didn't do very much this weekend. How's that for sad?

Friday after work was manager's night out. I have to say, it was fun. Although it is interesting - The email said "Let's go grab a couple of drinks" and basically made it out to be a happy hour. Maybe happy 5 hours would have been a more appropriate title. Since I had to figure out how to get home at 10:30, I only had a couple of beers. But there were a few folks who were still going strong by the time I left at 10:30!

I got the chance to meet a lot of new people in the office! Of course, the first person I met and really got to sit down and talk to was a guy from the Houston office who is over here for 4 months. Strange, huh? But it was nice to talk with him, and I think he and I are going to be tour buddies some in the coming weeks, so it will be nice to have someone to go do some things with on the weekend.

I met some other folks, too, and got to make my rounds talking to all of them. I have figured out that no one here (at least not at the manager level or above) is actually from Australia. They are mostly from the UK. All the Australians have moved to the UK. Kind of like a swap. I asked one guy (Ryan) about it, and he said, "People tend to want what they think they don't have, so they leave thinking they have found it elsewhere." Yes, this guy was from the UK. I also met several people who were floored to know I had to commute an hour to work every day. I think I need to find a new route!

I met another guy (Ben) who does not work in my department, but we talked a lot, as he had done a lot of travel in the US and his girlfriend is from Chicago. He wants the two of us to meet, just so we can both hear a friendly accent. The most entertaining part is that the guy is Asian but has an Australian accent. He said that people look at him weird when he talks. I told him, "Well you know, it's throwing me a little bit, too." He laughed and offered to do some Crocodile Dundee references if it would help.

So Ben and Ryan were talking to me and started asking a lot of questions. My favorite story comes from their questions about work. Ben said he noticed that people in the US work really hard, non-stop. He told Ryan that they work 6-7 days a week. Ryan asked me about it. I told him that Saturdays were required during busy season, and that there were several Sundays this past year where I found myself doing some work. He and Ben were shocked. They asked how much we work, if we have to work Saturdays. I told them it was a 55 billable hour minimum during busy season, but that you'll find yourself working 65-70 hours during the peak weeks. I swear I almost had to pick Ryan's jaw up off the ground. "Work Saturdays? Seriously? Every Saturday? Man, I am never going to complain about how much I work again!" I said, "So I take it that busy season will not feel so "busy" to me." He laughed and said not to worry about it. I get the feeling that busy season is going to be more like my work weeks during the off season!

I then made my rounds and got introduced to some more people. I found out that there is a big party this next Friday, a fiscal year-end celebration. The firm pays for a big party now and at Christmas. So a couple of folks were talking to me about it, and figured out I had no clue what they were talking about. So they filled me in - big party, we're going bowling, I'll get an invite sometime next week (invitations were mailed out before I started). Then they invited me to be on their team for the bowling party. Cool, I'm on a team. So another couple of people came over to meet me, and they started talking about the party. They said, "Oh, you probably don't know about it, yet." I told them I had just been filled in, when one of them said, "You probably need a team." I told him there was some talk. He asked if I was any good. I told him no, that I might bowl a 120-130 or so if I'm lucky, but that's about as good as it gets. Apparently i was better than I thought, and he went into another room and tried to figure out who to boot off of his team so that I could bowl with him. I'll tell you what - It's nice to be recruited! And now I have something to do next weekend!

So in comes Saturday, and I have no plans for the weekend, other than to wash some clothes. Hughlene and I walk down to get lunch, and find an outdoor spot that server breakfast all day. Sweet! Good food, decent price, and within reasonable walking distance of my place. Cool. We spend the afternoon hanging out at the apartment. I took a nap on the floor for a couple of hours. Then I start a load of laundry in the washer, and we go out to get some dinner. There is a bar about 5 minutes from my apartment, and we decide to try it because they advertise a steak special for $8. I didn't want steak, but I thought I'd try the food and see if I want to go back. Plus it was a place that you didn't have to bring your own beer in, so I was game. We walked in, and the place was packed! It is a pretty big bar where you order your drink and food at the bar, then wander around until you find somewhere to sit. I quickly realized it was so packed because there was a Wallabies game (the Australian national rugby team) on TV, and everyone was packing the bar to watch it. We ended up sitting with these 4 guys who were pretty entertaining. Not too social, but still funny. One guy had eaten two of the $8 steaks, and his buddies kept picking on him. But he told me they were good, and my dinner was really good, so I think I have found my new neighborhood pub!

So I go back home, and move my clothes from the washer to the dryer. Only I figure out that something got screwed up in the wash, and most of my dress shirts have some sort of red something on them. I still have no idea what it was - there was nothing red in my load. Crap. So I spent two days trying to wash whatever it was back out. I ended up sacrificing two shirts, and am still a little pissed about it. But what can I do? (Other than send Sally to the store back in the US to replace them and ship them to me.) Stupid washing machine.

The next morning, I woke up early yet again. I have yet to sleep past 7 here on any given day. My alarm is set for 7 every morning (actually 10-til, as I have my clock set 10 minutes ahead, in case I want to hit snooze). I have yet to hear the alarm go off, because I am always awake. Both weekends, awake by 7. It sucks! Although Saturday and Sunday I managed to force myself back to sleep. I figure I will eventually snap out of it.

Anyway, I get up and spend most of the day doing laundry. After the second load, I walk into the bathroom/laundry room, and there is water all over the floor. The stupid washer is leaking. I tell you, I am having absolutely no luck with this stupid machine. On the up side, there is a drain in the middle of the floor, so I can push most of the water in that direction. I manage to find that the leak is coming from the main water valve, and I tightened it up as much as possible with no wrench. So I do some temporary fixes to at least keep it from soaking the floor (although the floor still gets wet), and figure I will have to call the apartment manager later this week. Crap. But since the handle is falling off of my shower door, anyway, I guess it is not a bad thing to call someone to come in and fix it.

Dinner Sunday night was good. There is an Italian place with really good pizza called "Sopranos" around the corner from my house. I'm not sure how they do it, but there is a picture from "The Sopranos" on the cover of the menu. I guess HBO doesn't know about this copyright infringement, yet. But the food was good, so I am now getting a little happier that I have found some non-Asian places to go in the coming months! Maybe I can find a laundromat, too, in case I need it...

Okay, time for the quote of the day from my favorite paper. Actually, I have three. And I had to exclude the ones where the people have been talking about their favorite breakfast cereal. So here you go, in no particular order:
1. "To the couple on the 7:06am Fairfield-to-City train. Why don't you just go all the way next time and shag on the train? Seriously, there's a time and place for your antics and it isn't on a peak-hour train." From BB in Campbelltown
2. "Leslie, you know the solution to all the high prices? Replace the members of government and such, and have Asians in there. We always have cheap stuff and don't charge a lot." From Asia in the City.
3. "Kez there is no excuse for sneezing on anyone sitting next to you on a train. That is disgusting and very westie behaviour." From AS in Hurstville.

I don't know why I think these are so funny, but they are! Hopefully you guys are enjoying them!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I wouldn't complain about an hour commute with that scenery and not having to drive. BTW, I put $50 of gas in your car on Friday. Go USA! Also, I'm wondering if we can fit that TV in one of your bags coming home.

Anonymous said...

Could you look on the internet for the shirts? Sounds like you need a Jiff/Dukes care package. You get what you pay for, buy the $5 pb. Glad you had a nice weekend, except for your laundry. No, I will not do it for you!! Put your blog on Aunt Felicia and Uncle EC's computer so they could read about your trip. Her sugars were over 400! She needs the poor man pump. She does look a thousand times better than earlier. Thanks for the e-mail.
Miss you. Love ya'

Anonymous said...

These are wonderful, can't wait
for the next one!

Keep on rockin'!

Anonymous said...

These are wonderful, can't
wait to read the next one!


Keep on rockin'!

b,i,a

Anonymous said...

Sorry for the duplicate, didn't
think it worked! Tried twice
last week, I'll get the hang of
this by the time you come home!!

Love you!