Whistle While You Work

Halff Associates, you can no longer claim to have the worst coffee and draftiest office. No sir, you have been booted from that throne. I'm doing temp work in this warehouse by the waterfront. When I arrived this morning it was on the verge of looking abandoned and to enter the office I followed signs leading me down a dark corridor with flickering lights. It felt like a video game and I really thought Lickers were going to crawl down from the ceiling. Fortunately, I'm alive to write another post! My introduction to the office was, "Here's the break room, make the coffee. And that black binder on top of the desk should tell you everything else you need to know." Thank you Opus Creative for the warm and thorough initiation! I would like to point out that in the black binder was not everything else I needed to know. In fact, in that black binder was very little of what I would have liked to have known (btw, I have been staring at this sentence for a good while now trying to decide if it is written grammatically correct). For example, transfering phone calls I would consider useful enough to make a page in the black binder. Opus, however, disagrees.

Yesterday I had an interview at the Vancouver USA Regional Tourism Office. The lady that interviewed me kept talking about Vancouver, Washington's identity crisis and I in turn wondered why Vancouver would even bother having a tourism office. How can you promote tourism for a town that offers an old fort, Cinetopia and a short drive to Portland?! "Come to Vancouver folks! It's better than Canada!" Honestly though, the job description sounds great, but I'm not holding my breath. I'm fairly lacking in qualifications.

Portland Monthly consistently demands their readers to eat at Pine State Biscuits, and yesterday, as a reward for waking up before 8 am, I finally obeyed. Dane and I went to this tiny little biscuit restaurant in the SE and waited in line for our breakfast of biscuits (actually, to be more correct for you mom, it was our lunch). Worth the wait?? Just look at that picture and you've got the answer. The rest of the afternoon was spent with Dane and reading Coin Locker Babies at Blend. The evening was spent watching the Dallas Mavericks battle against the Portland Blazers. For those curious, my heart was not at all torn; Dallas Mavericks for life. Unfortunately though, the blue jerseys lost the game.