Once in a while I am glad I did not throw everything away. While looking for a suitable folder to use for some papers I need to keep from losing, I ran across this:
my TV licence (please note British spelling there), a bunch of bills and statements, and papers about my employment -- memos and background and preparation sheets. I had to laugh about some of the technology info. Cutting edge, we were -- cutting edge. "Be sure you have DOS 5 installed in your computer....." It really was cutting edge... at the time.
And I'm laughing, too. I am just reminded about some of the plane trips I took and the men who were hitting on me. I am remembering one seatmate on a flight who was trying so hard to impress me with the fact that he was acting as a courier with some top-secret documents from D.C. to London. He just WOULD.NOT.SHUT.UP. So eventually I looked him in the eye, lowered my voice conspiratorially and said to him, "You know, me too. I'm carrying a computer chip from D.C. to the BBC in London."
He began to get skeptical. I was surely having him on. (I was.)
"You are not."
"Yes, I am. You don't believe me?"
I reached in my purse and pulled out the computer chip that I REALLY WAS carrying -- from the National Captioning Institute in Washington, D.C., where I had done my training, to the BBC. It was some little thing that would make my steno software work over there. I don't really remember what it exactly was, to be honest -- something akin to the software key I have to use now, I guess. But in order to shut this arsehole up, I had to pull out this blue plastic highly-impressive-looking little doodad, and show it to him. And shut him up it did. He literally was dumbfounded and sat back and did not say one.more.word to me. I am laughing out loud -- right this instant -- at the memory. The look on his face was worth $13 million.
I suppose this is the way some people feel about their college memories. My college memories are not like that. This was my time.
And it was the best of times. I'm so lucky to have had it.
That's the photo collage of the members of my department that they put together as a going-away present for me. Lucy, on the bottom right, is very sad that I'm leaving, as you can see. I've told the story of Lucy before -- "Lucy Lips," who, it turned out, wore the same shade of Boots No. 7 lipstick that I wore, but it looked so very different on each of us.
I suppose it's no coincidence that I finally used some of my audible.com credits last night, when I learned that I could download audiobooks to my Kindle (oh wondrous joy!) to listen to the most wonderful narration of The Adventure of English. I never could get through the last book I downloaded to listen to, but with this one I'm positively entranced.