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cupcake_goth) wrote2017-04-11 09:29 am
cupcake_goth) wrote2017-04-11 09:29 am
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Traveling goth, Canada edition
Hi peeps, I'm in Ottawa. My team continues to be awesome, my new writer is going to be SO MUCH HELP omg.
Random bits of hilarity from the trip so far:
- Yesterday morning, I found the office building with no problem, having been there before. But I didn't remember which floor my company was on, and there were no signs in the lobby. So, vaguely remembering the 5th floor, I hopped on the elevator and went on up.
The doors open, and there's a table with ... a ... security guard? Who stares at me, completely gobsmacked.
"Hi!" I say, "I think I went to the wrong floor. Could you tell me what floor [my company] is on?"
More staring. Then, in a heavy French accent, says, "One moment", and gets on their walkie-talkie. A minute later, their supervisor steps out of the elevator.
After a few minutes of discussion, the supervisor escorts me around the building until we find the correct floor for [my company]. The security guard supervisor shakes my hand, bids me a good day, and leaves.
It turns out the 5th floor is where an office of the Canadian government is located.
- Nowhere near as ridiculous, but when I was walking to the office this morning, a construction worker shouted "Le vampire!" at me. I cracked up and waved.
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I've broken up with linear time again. I mean, I'm adjusting to the time change, kinda-sorta, but UGH. Plus, I'm still sleep-deprived from just getting here, because I had to be at the airport at 6am on Sunday morning, which meant getting up at 4:30-ish. I think I got maybe 3 hours of sleep that night.
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Anyway, hiiiiiiii. How are folks?
Random bits of hilarity from the trip so far:
- Yesterday morning, I found the office building with no problem, having been there before. But I didn't remember which floor my company was on, and there were no signs in the lobby. So, vaguely remembering the 5th floor, I hopped on the elevator and went on up.
The doors open, and there's a table with ... a ... security guard? Who stares at me, completely gobsmacked.
"Hi!" I say, "I think I went to the wrong floor. Could you tell me what floor [my company] is on?"
More staring. Then, in a heavy French accent, says, "One moment", and gets on their walkie-talkie. A minute later, their supervisor steps out of the elevator.
After a few minutes of discussion, the supervisor escorts me around the building until we find the correct floor for [my company]. The security guard supervisor shakes my hand, bids me a good day, and leaves.
It turns out the 5th floor is where an office of the Canadian government is located.
- Nowhere near as ridiculous, but when I was walking to the office this morning, a construction worker shouted "Le vampire!" at me. I cracked up and waved.
---
I've broken up with linear time again. I mean, I'm adjusting to the time change, kinda-sorta, but UGH. Plus, I'm still sleep-deprived from just getting here, because I had to be at the airport at 6am on Sunday morning, which meant getting up at 4:30-ish. I think I got maybe 3 hours of sleep that night.
---
Anyway, hiiiiiiii. How are folks?