Oof, it is hot here in our temporary office space. The air conditioners went crazy yesterday and today the problem is only worse. At best I would say it is stuffy in this building, in my particular office it is stifling. Three computers, two printers, two people in an enclosed space makes for a hothouse when the air conditioning is out. I might have to bail out from work early if this continues. I just can’t fathom being in a meeting for three hours this afternoon and being this uncomfortable. I’d rather go home.
Just got off the phone with a fellow in New Jersey. After we concluded our business, out came the usual “What time is it there?” questions. Some people are just bamboozled by the fact that our planet is round. And I live on the other side of it from the United States. Think Japan when you talk to somebody in Guam, we share the same time zone with Tokyo for half the year.
At least this guy called at a reasonable hour. Seems like most folks I deal with back there like to call during the middle of the night on Guam. The usual culprits are telephone operators at mail order outfits. They call during a convenient time for them, like 3:30 am Guam time. I once got a call from the vice president of a software company I was evaluating to replace some legacy systems. He called at 1:30 in the morning. Needless to say they didn’t get the sale on that system. One of the small tribulations of living on Guam.
Forgot to do something before I went to bed!
Well off to bed. I just finished watching Amï¿½lie, what a delightful movie. I could tell the director also did that movie with Ron Perlman a few years ago, The City of Lost Children. Though miles apart in mood and setting, they shared a wonderful sense of imagination. I am glad I rented it, especially since it never made a theatrical release on Guam.