Rambling bird

Nothing to say. I just think I need to plonk something down. Expect to be less-than-overwhelmed.

I went to P-la-P today for an orientation session for work. I gave a presentation on the details of the program. It was a presentation that I was happy with. My supervisor, maybe less so. AJ and I had taken a class through work called 'Presentation Skillz' and I applied all the recommended points. (OK. 'Skills'). I loved this class. It was two days long and I learned several things, but most importantly, that I can speak in front of people in a clear and interesting manner. It's like realising you are creative, not because you pick up a clarinet and find that, lo! it is playing you, but because you are just a person so it's normal, you just never thought about it before. Perspective, I'm telling you, is everything.

If you go to a room called 'Ambassador Room C' of a hotel chain, and walk around the Canadian Tire next door to get some air over lunch, does that count as having visited the town?

AJ called me because she didn't go today. She wanted the uncensored de-brief (ha ha!) before we got to work tomorrow. She is a person who will repeat things a lot and is really chatty even though she's allegedly an introvert (a good source of fun-poking) - I would venture to say she 'goes on'! - but she never, ever annoys me. The more she talks, the more she repeats things, the more she realises what she is doing and makes fun of herself, the more charmed I am by her. I told her yesterday that without her at work, I would not know what is real and what is spin. The only job I ever had where I didn't have that touchstone of reality in a person, I nearly lost my mind.

It's dish-doing time.