Friggin Weather
My night off from work each week is rarely fun, but at least it's never boring. Such was the case again last night during the hurricane. We found out yesterday afternoon that there would be a time & place for campus activities to meet with new students at the orientation, the next day (Today). So Ken and I began busting our respective humps to get materials together, make posters, and get all of our recruiting stuff in order. I sit around and complain all the time about never getting to go out, meet prospective students, etc, and then it always happens, but usually with only about 24 hours notice. Nevertheless, we hauled ass and got everything done last night, which was fine, since we weren't going to leave in the hurricane anyway. Finally leave around 11pm only to find there is no power at home AND my car was hit by falling branches. Nothing major, but dented my trunk and messed up one of the doors. Then, looking down the street, it appears that not so much as one stray leaf even touched the rest of the street, and yet my car looks like it just shat wood everywhere. God is definitely punishing me.
So we stayed at Ken's parents last night since they were out of town, only to get up a couple of hours later to go to this orientation thing. Ken's posters were really cool looking. I think the lack of sleep made me the "fun guy" there. Talking to everyone else manning their own booths and yacking with students. They actually talked to me, and I talked back. I must say I was quite the representative, which is weird considering my painfully shy syndrome which keeps me in fear of drive thrus, the pizza man, and most people in general. I could so do this kind of thing for real. Had very positive conversations with a few flute players, couple of trumpets, about 20 actors/theatre people, and even a violinist-it's about time. Anyway, sucky night but productive morning. Still tons to do around here, and yet I'm signing a lease with Brian on Friday. I keep forgetting to make time for this moving business.
So we stayed at Ken's parents last night since they were out of town, only to get up a couple of hours later to go to this orientation thing. Ken's posters were really cool looking. I think the lack of sleep made me the "fun guy" there. Talking to everyone else manning their own booths and yacking with students. They actually talked to me, and I talked back. I must say I was quite the representative, which is weird considering my painfully shy syndrome which keeps me in fear of drive thrus, the pizza man, and most people in general. I could so do this kind of thing for real. Had very positive conversations with a few flute players, couple of trumpets, about 20 actors/theatre people, and even a violinist-it's about time. Anyway, sucky night but productive morning. Still tons to do around here, and yet I'm signing a lease with Brian on Friday. I keep forgetting to make time for this moving business.