Business Trips

So, I went on my first business trip and you know what I realized? Business trips aren't really fun, they just mean you work longer hours but don't have to make your bed. I did get to stay in a suite though. I mean this place was bigger than my Romanian apartment and it had a separate bath tub from the shower. I didn't have time to take a bath though. The bathroom was beautiful. There were two sinks with granite counter tops (I tell you it doesn't take much to impress me). There were even stairs in my room. Okay, like three ---but still stairs!

I met one interesting character, Ned, my taxi driver. He was from the former Yugoslavia (Sarajevo) and speaks English without pronouns. "I take suitcase and we go airport. Yes? Okay?" It was endearing. His best turn of phrase was "bullshit." When we went the wrong way: "Oh bullshit!" As we commiserated on low pay and hard work, "So bullshit!" Passing a cop on the road, "Look at the bullshit!" Ned missed his country. He is forty and has never been married. "Brother, married and children. Sister, married and children. I single guy. I think I find American lady." But he has been in Vegas six years and still is single. I asked him what happened. American women he told me, "they eat too much at restaurants." I asked him what him meant by that. "Are you saying we're fat?" "I say American ladies no cooking too much." There's the Eastern European in him. Women cook, men eat.

Tomorrow I am taking the GRE. Yippee! I am so unprepared it isn't even funny. I lost my flash cards about two weeks ago. My math skills are in poor shape. I am dependent on the answer key in my study book. But I will do my best. I have to get up at five tomorrow and drive out to Camarillo. The procrastinator that I am waited until last week to sign up. I swear I'll never change (as much as I'd like to). Wish me bafta (luck)!