I've been in the market for a gym membership, maybe.
It has been raining all week and I am really trying to get back into shape (you would be amazed how fast you lose it). I have visited two rather corporate gyms and had the wonderful opportunity of visiting with two very charismatic gents about signing up. I tried to give them my "I ONLY want to hear prices" speech. Of course this was just not good enough and I was forced into hearing about the classes (seriously what gym doesn't have classes), take a tour (you have treadmills?!?), and listen to them try with their best technique to sign me up (how to be a sweet bra 101).
By the time we got to any type of pricing I had made up my mind these places weren't for me because of the fear of running into to either of these two again daily (okay weekly). Man #1 pursed his lips and talked to me like we were bff's, man #2 asked what I would be willing to pay I said $20/month, like at home, he said "really there isn't a difference between $20 and $49/month" The difference over two years (the contract time): $696. I felt like I was on a bad date, or in high school.
Even the YMCA here is $70 a month, I was hoping to go there and workout next to punks and hoodlums, I was disappointed. They must be bringing in more dough in their career paths than I am. I guess this means I'll be seeing the streets of DC a little more often, and Mary Windsor and I are becoming new bff's.
Friday, October 26, 2007
I'm Employed!!!
I have a permanent position with.... Marcus G Faust PC. The company I am/was interning for offered me a job. Health and Dental Benefits. Does this make me an adult?
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Two posts in one day!
I just finished a great book on consumer culture, spending, environmentalism and consumption. "Not Buying It" by Judith Levine. Read it, or at least read these quotes from it:
"Teach a man to fish and he will buy a pair of $400 Simms waders. Then, he'll have to go back to work and stay overtime to pay the bill, and he won't have time to wear them."
"UNICEF announces that over half the children in the world- more than a billion kids- suffer extreme deprivation due to war, HIV/AIDS, or poverty. The report notes that global military spending totaled $956 billion this year, while the cost of effectively combatting poverty would be $40-$70 billion."
"Teach a man to fish and he will buy a pair of $400 Simms waders. Then, he'll have to go back to work and stay overtime to pay the bill, and he won't have time to wear them."
"UNICEF announces that over half the children in the world- more than a billion kids- suffer extreme deprivation due to war, HIV/AIDS, or poverty. The report notes that global military spending totaled $956 billion this year, while the cost of effectively combatting poverty would be $40-$70 billion."
Food fight
Yesterday I was sitting at my desk eating lunch and guess I got a little excited about it and I spilled it (rice, salad, dressing) all over the place (my chair, the floor, a little on myself) just as this is happening I look outside and my boss walks in. Can you say embarrassing?
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Guess who I just saw?!?
On my trip to the Hart building a few minutes ago, I saw (quite possibly future President) Rudy Guiliani. I stared, and smiled, and told the outside security guard. He laughed.
Friday, October 12, 2007
A little shoutout....
I feel the need to give a shoutout to:
1) People on the metro escalators who walk left stand right. I realize that the extra 20 seconds don't seem like a lot of time, but it could be the difference between getting on or getting left on the platform. Also, when one gets into the powerwalk in a hurry mode, just let them go with it.
2) Inland desalination for brackish water. Facinating, just facinating. I'm reading a study and writing a report for work on this topic and WOW, if you want a copy for your personal use, I'll see if I can hook you up.
3) Al Gore. You transformed yourself from a whiny and sore loser into an Oscar and Nobel Prize winner. I'm impressed, not sold, but impressed.
1) People on the metro escalators who walk left stand right. I realize that the extra 20 seconds don't seem like a lot of time, but it could be the difference between getting on or getting left on the platform. Also, when one gets into the powerwalk in a hurry mode, just let them go with it.
2) Inland desalination for brackish water. Facinating, just facinating. I'm reading a study and writing a report for work on this topic and WOW, if you want a copy for your personal use, I'll see if I can hook you up.
3) Al Gore. You transformed yourself from a whiny and sore loser into an Oscar and Nobel Prize winner. I'm impressed, not sold, but impressed.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Washington DC
It feels good to be back. I flew in almost a week ago and I am thoroughly enjoying it. I moved into my very cute apartment on Sunday and started work on Monday. It was so weird to get ready for work. Here's a little MT vs. DC comparison:
The Look
MT: Whatever I wanted to wear. I rarely matched, whatever was on the top of the clean clothes basket was what I wore. Jeans were a staple. Shoes are optional.
DC: Office Attire. I wear button up shirts, skirts and vests. And really uncomfortable shoes. I have blisters all over my feet. Not a single blister during the marathon (or the training), and now my feet hate me.
Work Duties:
MT: Show up, break up an occasional fight, mock each other and talk about fishing.
DC: Deliver memos to congressmen, go to hearings, mostly general office duties.
CoWorkers
MT: Hilarious and (usually) inappropriate fishing bums.
DC: Professional women. They are all knowledgable about the happenings on the Hill, and have really great clothes.
Living Quarters:
MT: A cabin in the woods (My brothers called it a shack in the woods- tomatoes tomahtoes). The kitchen consisted of a fridge/stove (one unit). One night a bear walked past my house as I was walking in.
DC: The basement of this great house in the District. My apartment is really nice. Tile floor, leather couch, an oven. The Animals in this place are WAY scarier than MT, I'd like to see some griz compete with a rabid man eating squirell or my biggest fear in life, these HORRIBLE "sprickets" or camel crickets. They look like a mix between a spider (more like tarantula) and cricket. I think that creature from Spiderman was based on these. They live outside my house and sometimes feel the need to jump in, when of course they have a meeting with my shoe. Any hints on getting rid of them would be highly appreciated.
The Look
MT: Whatever I wanted to wear. I rarely matched, whatever was on the top of the clean clothes basket was what I wore. Jeans were a staple. Shoes are optional.
DC: Office Attire. I wear button up shirts, skirts and vests. And really uncomfortable shoes. I have blisters all over my feet. Not a single blister during the marathon (or the training), and now my feet hate me.
Work Duties:
MT: Show up, break up an occasional fight, mock each other and talk about fishing.
DC: Deliver memos to congressmen, go to hearings, mostly general office duties.
CoWorkers
MT: Hilarious and (usually) inappropriate fishing bums.
DC: Professional women. They are all knowledgable about the happenings on the Hill, and have really great clothes.
Living Quarters:
MT: A cabin in the woods (My brothers called it a shack in the woods- tomatoes tomahtoes). The kitchen consisted of a fridge/stove (one unit). One night a bear walked past my house as I was walking in.
DC: The basement of this great house in the District. My apartment is really nice. Tile floor, leather couch, an oven. The Animals in this place are WAY scarier than MT, I'd like to see some griz compete with a rabid man eating squirell or my biggest fear in life, these HORRIBLE "sprickets" or camel crickets. They look like a mix between a spider (more like tarantula) and cricket. I think that creature from Spiderman was based on these. They live outside my house and sometimes feel the need to jump in, when of course they have a meeting with my shoe. Any hints on getting rid of them would be highly appreciated.
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