Client made a somewhat snide remark about my age the other day. I don't know what to think about it - frustrating and flattering, I guess, that he noticed that everyone else is old enough to be my parent, but I come off as worldly, intelligent and genuinely concerned with their problems.
While travelling, ate at this pretty nice restaurant in a quirky smallish city. Fine food, but I was almost shocked by the level of urgency in the waitstaff. It was bizarre. Everything felt important. Dining in the Big City sometimes has a feeling of casual indifference, which I guess I've gotten used to, but this was completely different.
On calendarism, through a conversation with my mom:
[Gist of her voicemail: Would you like to drive to see your brother on Easter? We plan on leaving Saturday, then having brunch and driving back on Sunday.]
Me: That's fine, but right now I'm booked on the last flight into Seattle on Friday.
Mom: We can pick you up at the airport.
Me: All right. I think my flight gets in at 10:00 or so. I'll check and let you know.
Mom: Okay. Just pack an extra 2 days worth of clothes before you leave.
Me: But tomorrow is Friday. I'm already here. I only packed for this trip - my suitcase is mostly binders and computer crap.
Mom: Next week, honey. Easter is next week.
On intellect, through fragments of conversations with my boss:
Boss: Geez, we are smart. [N.B. Whatever sense of modesty one had when one joined a consulting firm gets lost pretty soon]
Me: Yes, very smart.
[15 minutes later, my lifelong struggle with distinguishing right and left rears its ugly head, for which fun is made of me]
[2 days later, as we're leaving a client site]
Boss: The client thinks you're a genius. Don't screw this up.
