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"happy hour and hellos" - The Literary Exhibitionist
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"happy hour and hellos"
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07222016-10


-- चार हजार और बीस-नौ --


Somehow I got unusually focused on work this morning. I didn't even have the html code for today's DLU photos ready, let alone have any portion of this entry written in draft, until after I finished eating my lunch. And I usually do that the moment I get here! I have no idea what's going on.

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I did have an unusual event after work last night. Shobhit left home at 5:10 and I left work at 5:00 and we met at 5:30 at the Washington Athletic Club, one of Seattle's oldest art deco high-rises (21 floors, constructed 1930), for a United Way of King County "Happy Hours and Hellos," is what they called it. Shobhit got involved with Project Lead back before he moved to New York in 2010, and I guess he's still connected in some way. His idea, clearly, was to do some networking. Naturally he wanted me to come with.

Free appetizers and a free drink? Count me the fuck in! We actually weren't there for very long. Like, 45 minutes. They had a "program" with details I remain unfamiliar with because we left at about 6:15, right when that portion was starting.

But, we each got a ticket for one drink. It was only beer and wine so Shobhit had a glass of wine and I had no drink. I thought about giving him my ticket for a second glass, but by the time he finished with his first, he was telling me he was ready to go whenever I was. I was there for him, so why would I choose to stay longer?

We were there long enough for some pretty good food, at least, and they were impressively accommodating to vegetarians. Veggie sliders; chips with delicious hummus, olive and cheese dips (and a salmon spread to be avoided); best of all, these deep fried risotto and cheese balls. I think I had four of those. And two of the veggie sliders. My weight is down just slightly this morning, thanks to my nearly non-existent between-meal snacking yesterday. Not down more than it was, probably because of the food I ate at the event last night.

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07222016-23


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There wasn't a huge amount of networking that we did. I talked to a few people, though, and although it had zero impact on Shobhit's job search (neither did any of the few people with whom he talked independently, I don't think), the conversations were interesting. The first lady worked in a field that had something to do with sustainable construction, if I remember right. We got to talking about the Bullitt Center, touted as the world's greenest building, which is all of a block from where we live. She knew quite a bit about it, and it was fun talking about it.

The second was a lady who seemed to be involved on some level in the putting on of this event. We got to talking about my employer, as Shobhit had clearly put that in the form when he registered me for the event, as it was on my name tag. This gray-haired middle-aged lady's demeanor changed noticeably when I mentioned we were getting a new store in the next couple of years in Madison Valley. She immediately acknowledged that it wasn't my fault, I just work there, but she felt the developers had no business constructing that type of development in that location (the current location of City People's Garden Store, on Madison between 29th Ave and Lake Washington Blvd). I don't know if she's officially part of the neighborhood group spearheading organized opposition to the project -- I kind of doubt it, but she was clearly sympathetic to them -- so I chose not to tell her how I really felt about the naysayers. I did make it clear I was excited to have one of our stores so close to my home soon, though.

The third person, another lady, happened to work in HR at Virginia Mason. That seemed perfect to me: even though it was four and a half years ago now, I had to mention how wonderful every staff person I encountered was when I had labyrinthitis and had to go there in 2012. As someone who fields customer feedback online, I know very well the value of getting positive feedback, as it's much rarer than the negative, generally speaking. (We do get probably an unusually high amount of positive feedback at PCC though.)

I saw Shobhit introduce himself to a few people and chat with them in short bursts here and there. He was wearing a dress shirt that had a small, dark red stain on it, maybe the size of a raindrop or two. I thought he had spilled something on it, but when I pointed it out he said the stain had been on it for years. He should get a new shirt.

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We walked home together from there, and I watched the last three episodes of The O.A. on Netflix -- easier to do than it sounds, as episodes 7 and 8 were only 31 and 41 minutes long, respectively; the finale, episode 8, was 51 minutes. And by the end, I had really enjoyed the series. It was slow to build, but I loved what it built to. It takes a bit of an unexpected turn at the end, but that's what just about anything Brit Marling is involved with does.

Then I watched the Neal Brennan comedy special, while getting ready for bed.

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08132016-04

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positive energy please