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I'm
still unused to working in town, after a year working from home.
At lunchtime I walk the streets wide-eyed — “Ohhhhhhh,
shops … mmmmmmmm, food! … wow, people!” I work
just one street down from Cuba St, which is a funky place to walk
up and down. Good record and book shops, and interesting people
wandering along it. There's a deli a couple minutes away that
does a wonderful latte and lovely cinnamon and raisin bagels.
I often get one in the morning, toasted and buttered.
There's
a reverse bungy jump just across the street. Truly. It works by
strapping people into a seat that's pulled down to the ground
from it's normal position hanging high up in the air. Then it's
let go, and shoots up into the air, like it's attached to a giant
rubber band. Well, I think that's how it works. I've only ever
seen it being used once, and that was a while ago. Every day it
just sits there, unused. There's a little office at the base where
the operator sits. I walk past each day and he's watching soap
operas on a crappy little tv. No one uses the reverse bungy jump.
He occasionally comes out of his office and sweeps the ground.
It's funny because when the reverse bungy first started, there
were a number of complaints from people in the office block it's
beside about the screaming noise people would make when they were
flung up into the air. One complaint was from a psychologist who
specialised in dealing with people suffering from trauma. It apparently
didn't help them to look out the window during a session and see
people flying through the air screaming! But now there's no noise.
I've
learned the sequence of all the traffic lights around where I
can work. You can tell people who know this stuff. We always boldly
stride across the street before the cross signal appears, safe
in the knowledge that it will in a few seconds. Well, I boldly
stride keeping wary eyes open — ya can't be too sure.
In
our office there's a server full of mp3 files, and it's set up
so we can just open a browser, go to the server and schedule songs
to play over the stereo system. It's rather cool. Except for the
choice of music. Of over 100 songs, there's maybe half a dozen
I would choose to play. I'll be bringing in some CDs to make some
more songs very soon!
Tomorrow
is Deb's birthday. I know cos she sent me an email at work today
to remind me. As if I'd forget! I still have to buy her something
though. I have got something for her from Matthew though. It's
a locally-made CD of kid's singalong songs. At least that's what
I hope it is. I haven't actually played it yet. We told Matthew
it was his Mum's birthday tomorrow.
“My birthday!”
“No Matthew, it's Mum's birthday, yours was a couple months
ago”
*pouty face* “want present”
“Well, you can share my birthday with me, how's that sound?”
“yes!” *smiles*
“ok, can you say Happy Birthday Mummy?”
“Happy Father's Day” [nb: that was the last similar
celebration we had]
*pouty face* “want present now!!”
“no Debbie, you have to wait until tomorrow … ”
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