after 6
weeks of ‘fun’ at the restoration office I have been working for as a student
employee, my last week started today.
it was a
day of … ehm… challenges
let’s see if
it’s an indication for the rest of the week
Monday
morning… so good to me…
…or not…
it rains…
or actually it’s pooring rain L
all right,
no biggie, let’s “colour up” (I’ve made this my personal interpretation of
Barney’s “suit up” J): green trousers, red top, aubergine tunic and
a yellow jacket…
that’ll do
… oh… and a
hideous XXXL rain suit… in case it doesn’t stop raining and I’d drown on the
way to work
ok, the
weather gods are quite good-humoured
not too much
rain during the usual 20 minutes bike ride, yippie J
I arrive,
lock my bike and put the key of my bike in the pocket of my green trousers
well, since
it’s my last week there’s stuff to finish: for the historical evaluation of some
wrought ironwork, I needed to go back to the site one more time with a colleague
so.. off we
go
we arrived
in the city and I distinctly remember thinking and saying: “the weather is nice
now! I hope it stays this way”
my
colleague thinks (also out loud): “maybe I should take an umbrella, just in
case... there’s one in the trunk of the car, next to the survey material”
we park the
car, take the survey material out of the trunk, walk to the city centre (about
10 minutes)
at the
site, we discuss some materials, techniques, joints etc.
my colleague
starts surveying, I take pictures when...
*d r i p......
d r i p... drip drip dripdripdrip DRIPDRIP*
no need for
a picture, we are ... of course... in Belgium (though the weather had been nice
last couple of weeks, I must say!)
“let’s go
for a drink until it’s over,” my colleague kindly suggests
we dive (I
dive, my colleague walks cause she is pregnant, so diving wouldn’t be the
brightest idea) into the nearest coffee shop and order a tea
10 minutes
later, my tea is gone, as is the rain
fully encouraged,
we start again
my
colleague surveys, I continue taking pictures when...
*DRIPDRIPDRIP
DRASH DRASH DRASH*
no tiny
rain drops this time, let’s go immediately for the shower, the heavy kind
“this is
pointless, let’s go back to the office... I think you have everything you need?
I can still come back later,” my colleague suggests
so...
we go back
to the car...
the walk of
10 minutes...
without...
oh yes... the umbrella that is still in the trunk of the car
and without
the hideous rain suit, cause... oh yes... I left it at the office to ‘dry’,
even though it wasn’t actually that wet...
I presume
you all know the effects of a shower
needless to
say, we were SOAKING wet
“I’ll stop
by your house so you can change clothes,” my colleague offers
“that’ll be
great, it’s on the way to the office so we don’t lose time,” I say
so, we pass
by my house
I take of
my green trousers and change them for a pair of jeans and dry shoes and we’re
off to the office
I filled my
afternoon by finishing the evaluation, adding some of the pictures to the
document, describing valuable aspects, etc. and by updating the library
catalogue
5.30PM:
after being almost locked up (story expected soon), I wanna go home and start
looking for the k..e..y...
... bike...
this morning... pocket... green trousers... soaking wet... changed... at home...
oh crap...
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