I walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.

So this morning, my boss called me. At 6:18. Later she denied this. "I called after eight, I know I did." So I had to show her my cell phone record of calls. Then she was horrified. And I laughed. Heartily.
At nine, I was supposed to go to room 1212 and interpret a class. I asked T where 1212 might be. Believe it or not, there's a place on this campus I didn't know about. Anyway, T says, "Oh, that was demolished this summer."
Great.
I ended up assigned to 1055 for a few hours, which was nice.
So my day has been full of fun and excitement. The first few weeks are always completely tumultuous, but somehow the interpreting staff remains dignified.

posted by Emma @ Monday, August 18, 2003