First week of class
New Dutch class! Gone is the pint-sized Armenian in tall shiny leather boots, the crazy-eyed Romanian advising me to try killing pigs for a living, and the teacher yelling at us for making… Continue reading
New Dutch class! Gone is the pint-sized Armenian in tall shiny leather boots, the crazy-eyed Romanian advising me to try killing pigs for a living, and the teacher yelling at us for making… Continue reading
I am a liar. I am being rewarded for it at work and I don’t think I am going to stop any time soon. I only feel about 15% sorry about it. See… Continue reading
It’s raining tonight. It’s usually raining here. Especially at night. I like the rain. On the train everyone has their own something to read. We sit looking down at our laps. We don’t… Continue reading
That didn’t last long. About 6 minutes after posting that last one, the temporary agency called and said it would be okay if I worked just 14:00 to 20:00, and I took it.… Continue reading
I had a job interview tonight. Well not an interview, an “info session.” Just like it wasn’t another bloomin’ Call Center it is a “strategic impact consulting” company. Blech. Spending all day in… Continue reading
I think I’ll give Dutch a try tonight… Vanavond wil ik in het Nederlands schrijven. Ik ben zeker dat ik veel fouten ga maken, maar dat is hopelijk geen probleem voor jullie. Maar… Continue reading
I’ll have to keep this short because it hurts to type. Okay, it’s not that bad, but the ends of my fingers have some sort of heat bruise; they ache when I push… Continue reading
One sharply cold night I was talking about finding work with my Romanian classmate, Traian, who looks kind of like a Lego version of Tom Cruise but with burning-crazy eyes. He assured me:… Continue reading
