I had to go to Albany for work on Thursday and Friday of last week. They did a focus group with students from the SUNY school there, and it was actually interesting to hear what they thought about the services on campus. They hate dining services, but love the customer service they get there -but the food sucks. And the campus store is overpriced and no one goes there. Interesting information if you have to market those things, but the most fun was just watching the students (I just typed "kids" and had to change it, because what am I, 60? Geez). They got free junk food and a $50 gift card and played games to win more prizes. They were all there solely for the $50, as you can imagine. The time when the students were there was fun - the rest of the time I was just wishing for it to be time to go home, already. I hate meetings.
The dinner Thursday night was kind of fun, though. The coordinator made reservations at a French restaurant, which everyone loved except me. I'm such a picky, plain eater. I'm happy with burgers, with Italian, with Chinese, but a French restaurant has nothing for me. I ended up getting a Caesar salad that cost me over $11. Sigh. The conversation was pretty interesting. It turns out that if you get a drink or two into marketing people who are in their 40s and 50s, they'll talk about all kinds of things - religion, sex, you name it. It was enlightening, to say the least.
So, it was an interesting trip, but I was glad to get home. I missed J, I missed the dogs, and I missed my house.
We had a fairly quiet weekend after my trip. J had to work on Saturday, so I was at home by myself, playing the Sims. (God, how I love that game.) When he came home, I went and got Chinese food for dinner - I sure do love me some sweet and sour chicken. We watched a lot of Buffy. We did a lot of yard work (the lawn looks great now). We went to Walmart a couple of times. I repotted some African violets and put them in my living room windowsill. Now I'm just waiting for the cats to knock them down and make me want to kill them. Quiet, like I said.
And now I'm back at work on Monday, and I'm counting the days until July 4th and my birthday week vacation (four weeks to work before the 4th, six more to work until I'm on vacation). I like my job, but I love getting away from it for a while.
And now I'll leave you with this:
Willow: "Please, no more pictures. Doesn't a dog deserve her privacy?"
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Haha! Willow does look like she's saying something along the lines of, "Talk to the paw!"
Hi Willow!! :)
Hi Denise! I'm glad you mostly enjoyed your trip you had to go on. :) It does sound interesting, and you know I would have had just as much of a problem at that restaurant! More maybe! And umm... Are you going anywhere for a vacation this year? Also, I miss the Sims. I shall play them sometime soon! Maybe tonight!
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