I seem to be becoming a real Seattlite. The sun has made no hint of an appearance today, so I'm combatting the resultant ennui with an expensive double mocha. I got to put up Halloween decorations in the office yesterday, and all the orange is helping, too. (Yeah, pretty much grasping at straws here...)
I work in a tall, fancy downtown building, mostly inhabited by law firms, I think, although our floor also shelters court reporters and some kind of cell phone company. Yesterday, one of the smartly dressed concierges told me that the bad weather lowers the crime rate. The building evidently provides complimentary unbrellas; I've seen people take them before, and I assume that they bring them back, but I don't think I'd have the nerve. Betsy's guidebook said that locals don't carry umbrellas, so I've been a bit cocky and gotten soaked a few times. Maybe the locals are wet idiots.
Right at the moment, I am hunkering down for what promises to be a long afternoon. One of my bosses is out, so I couldn't double up the temp appointments. This means that, even though the calendar is full, nobody will show up. When I double up several appointments in a row, they all come herding through the door. It's just the way things are. I don't mind wasting time or, certainly, studying or reading during work hours, and my bosses don't mind it either. But my mind does tend to get a little squidgey, and I fear that someday I'll say something weird when I answer the phone, like : "Your mouth is like the sound of many waters. Good afternoon."
Incidentally, there is more to come on the lion story, in case anybody wants to know his/her fate.
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