Jun 06, 2009 04:29
the job so far, in numbers:
1 - LIRR train ticket purchased. flashing my monthly makes me feel important.
3, or 4 - times people have made fun of the giant toolbag my dad packed me with things i don't need
2 - people asking me for directions on the subway! i must look legit, or nonthreatening
2 - isolated conversations between electricians about how they always [accidentally?] see naked people walking around in hotel rooms or their apartments ("this one couple would have sex, like clockwork, right by the west side highway." -a coworker)
50 - freaking hours worked this week thus far. i have never worked this much but i feel equal parts proud of myself and crazy
1 - falafel that made my mouth burn and my stomach turn
8 - coffee orders taken for the deli down the street. the people give me a free coffee! but on the downside, i usually mess something up and have to run back hurriedly
infinite - elevator rides up and down the hotel with a robotic voice chirping out the floor and the elevator's direction
104.3 - the only, according to my partner (people usually are split up in 'teams'), a middle-aged fatherly adorable type, radio station to listen to while working. we both agreed that most music was acceptable as background music (a couple times the classical station was on and we didn't change it, and he admitted to liking beyonce), besides metallica