Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Slago has a button, and other tales of woe...
What I'm Drinking - King Fisher (Great beer, like a pilsner)
What I'm reading - The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (5th book of the Lion the Witch, and the Wardrobe series)
I am usually a calm cool individual. I carry the standard piscies traits of a long fuse... I blow up and then get over it pretty quick. But there is one thing that I need. Personal space. Now coming out to India I knew that there is a different level of space here, but I had no idea of the level. Basically imagine a classroom. 30 kids, 1 teacher, and about 200ft^2. Now put all of those people into a 20ft^2. It actually makes me claustrophobic, even though I can see over everyones heads. Everyone wants to assist with everything, which is great until they start getting in the way. And then more in the way. And then you can't breathe. Blah.
So I yelled at some guy. I didn't want to. I meant to, but I didn't want to. I just needed room to think. I immediatly felt guilty and tried to apologize, but his English was no good so he may not have understood. Am I a bad person? Should I be sensitive to their close knit culture, or should they be sensitive to mine? Anyone?
The work days are long here too, which adds to the stress. We leave the hotel at 8:30 and get home at 10 or 11 after dinner. Just enough time to send off emails and read 3 pages of a book before you fall asleep. Then I wake up in the middle of the night because my clock is so far off. At least the time goes fairly quickly since I am half asleep all day.
Tomorrow I we try to find someone to load refridgerant into the cooler system I am working on. There is a leak somewhere and I can't look for it until I put toxic gas in. Yay. More tomorrow if I am still alive...
What I'm Drinking - King Fisher (Great beer, like a pilsner)
What I'm reading - The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (5th book of the Lion the Witch, and the Wardrobe series)
I am usually a calm cool individual. I carry the standard piscies traits of a long fuse... I blow up and then get over it pretty quick. But there is one thing that I need. Personal space. Now coming out to India I knew that there is a different level of space here, but I had no idea of the level. Basically imagine a classroom. 30 kids, 1 teacher, and about 200ft^2. Now put all of those people into a 20ft^2. It actually makes me claustrophobic, even though I can see over everyones heads. Everyone wants to assist with everything, which is great until they start getting in the way. And then more in the way. And then you can't breathe. Blah.
So I yelled at some guy. I didn't want to. I meant to, but I didn't want to. I just needed room to think. I immediatly felt guilty and tried to apologize, but his English was no good so he may not have understood. Am I a bad person? Should I be sensitive to their close knit culture, or should they be sensitive to mine? Anyone?
The work days are long here too, which adds to the stress. We leave the hotel at 8:30 and get home at 10 or 11 after dinner. Just enough time to send off emails and read 3 pages of a book before you fall asleep. Then I wake up in the middle of the night because my clock is so far off. At least the time goes fairly quickly since I am half asleep all day.
Tomorrow I we try to find someone to load refridgerant into the cooler system I am working on. There is a leak somewhere and I can't look for it until I put toxic gas in. Yay. More tomorrow if I am still alive...
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Two-fer Tuesday...
Arrived in Mombai international yesterday and was greeted by more guards with guns.. Apperantly the rest of the world takes terrorism more seriously than us. Anyway, exchanged some cash and went out to look for my driver. He was still waiting for me (the plane was 2.5 hours late) in the 90+ degree heat with a shit eating grin on his face. Got into the car without a word and we were off for my first day adventure in India. 5 words for you, Fuckin'-cray-fuckin'-zee-fuckin' Driving! Wait a sec, lemme check that. Yes, 5 words. Oh, and did I mention the three hour drive?!?
Anywho, I snapped a few pics on the drive, not too much to see. Pune is a crazy town where there is everything from Ox carts to pedestrians to things called autoricksha's. Little three wheel jobbies that you are entirly not safe in.
Work went well today, with only a few minor hiccups. It is a weird world out there. The drive to the customer sites takes me past blue tarp villages with goats roaming the streets eating trash to some funky psuedo palace work facilty that I am not allowed to take pictures of. The people are very nice, though there is no such thing as personal space. I have two Japanese coworkers and about 15 customers that are always speaking in their native tounges around me. Jebus I miss english as a first!
Well, off to bed. This 13.5 hour time change is a bitch and I am trying my best to adjust. Prolly will just in time to come home... Here is a quote to leave you all with (which strikes pretty close to my heart right now...)
"Where all the white bitches at?"
Peace, Love, and Curry,
Jeff
Arrived in Mombai international yesterday and was greeted by more guards with guns.. Apperantly the rest of the world takes terrorism more seriously than us. Anyway, exchanged some cash and went out to look for my driver. He was still waiting for me (the plane was 2.5 hours late) in the 90+ degree heat with a shit eating grin on his face. Got into the car without a word and we were off for my first day adventure in India. 5 words for you, Fuckin'-cray-fuckin'-zee-fuckin' Driving! Wait a sec, lemme check that. Yes, 5 words. Oh, and did I mention the three hour drive?!?
Anywho, I snapped a few pics on the drive, not too much to see. Pune is a crazy town where there is everything from Ox carts to pedestrians to things called autoricksha's. Little three wheel jobbies that you are entirly not safe in.
Work went well today, with only a few minor hiccups. It is a weird world out there. The drive to the customer sites takes me past blue tarp villages with goats roaming the streets eating trash to some funky psuedo palace work facilty that I am not allowed to take pictures of. The people are very nice, though there is no such thing as personal space. I have two Japanese coworkers and about 15 customers that are always speaking in their native tounges around me. Jebus I miss english as a first!
Well, off to bed. This 13.5 hour time change is a bitch and I am trying my best to adjust. Prolly will just in time to come home... Here is a quote to leave you all with (which strikes pretty close to my heart right now...)
"Where all the white bitches at?"
Peace, Love, and Curry,
Jeff
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Give me a L!
"L!"
Give me a H!
"H!"
Give me a R!
"R!"
Whats that stand for?
... I have no idea. But here I at what I guess is London Heathrow airport having a great pint of Caffrey's (which those Guiness bastards decided to stop importing into the US) @ 8:45PST (16:45 here) waiting for my next flight, which takes me to beautiful Mombai India. I paid 7.50GBP for a few pints for breakfast, 4GBP for a power adapted, and 7.50 more for internet access. Not bad for a mornings work...
Speaking of work, fly Virgin Atlantic if you can. Yes the seats are too small, and yes I'm six foot freakin' four, but otherwise it is like Jet Blue with hot Flight attendants. You have 51 current movies on demand, plus TV and games which are all free, and did I mention hot flight attendants? Whoa!
I'm getting 21000 FF miles out of this trip, which takes me through London to Mombai India for a week. Then I fly a puddle jumper to New Delhi for another week (which should include the very aptly named Color Festival and a quick trip to Agra to see the Taj Mahal. Not to leave you dedicated poker readers without, I plan to try to run into the Poker Diagram fellas Henry and Zog in London on my way home and get a few hands in. If not the Hostel stays and Disco reports will just have to do...
Wait a minute.. Online poker. Lemme fire up a quick few hands to put some meat in this post.
$0.05 / $0.10 Omaha PL. Lets see how we do. 7,9,10,J triple suited on the BB. Missed my Nut straight triple draw. Bummer. Well, I'll ride out this four bucks and see what happens. More from India.
PS - If you see Nicki, give her a hug for me!
"L!"
Give me a H!
"H!"
Give me a R!
"R!"
Whats that stand for?
... I have no idea. But here I at what I guess is London Heathrow airport having a great pint of Caffrey's (which those Guiness bastards decided to stop importing into the US) @ 8:45PST (16:45 here) waiting for my next flight, which takes me to beautiful Mombai India. I paid 7.50GBP for a few pints for breakfast, 4GBP for a power adapted, and 7.50 more for internet access. Not bad for a mornings work...
Speaking of work, fly Virgin Atlantic if you can. Yes the seats are too small, and yes I'm six foot freakin' four, but otherwise it is like Jet Blue with hot Flight attendants. You have 51 current movies on demand, plus TV and games which are all free, and did I mention hot flight attendants? Whoa!
I'm getting 21000 FF miles out of this trip, which takes me through London to Mombai India for a week. Then I fly a puddle jumper to New Delhi for another week (which should include the very aptly named Color Festival and a quick trip to Agra to see the Taj Mahal. Not to leave you dedicated poker readers without, I plan to try to run into the Poker Diagram fellas Henry and Zog in London on my way home and get a few hands in. If not the Hostel stays and Disco reports will just have to do...
Wait a minute.. Online poker. Lemme fire up a quick few hands to put some meat in this post.
$0.05 / $0.10 Omaha PL. Lets see how we do. 7,9,10,J triple suited on the BB. Missed my Nut straight triple draw. Bummer. Well, I'll ride out this four bucks and see what happens. More from India.
PS - If you see Nicki, give her a hug for me!
