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?