Sitting on a side of the office today that is totally silent. Typically office noise is not an issue, save for passing exuberances. But I had to move because the lack of air conditioning was suffocating. In many ways this is a deplorable workplace, and there are no HR or operational excuses for it to be that way. This place has resources to provide air conditioning but, for our department specifically, it does not do that on weekends or holidays. Meanwhile the other side of the floor, which is empty of workers, is cooled and comfy. I had to sit here for 5 minutes before realizing Oh, right, this is what a modern workplace is supposed to be like.
Yeah, I know, complain complain. But really, everyone hates it.
Sitting alone in silence like this makes me want to drink. It’s way too early in the day for that but somehow the desire was piqued. I will not follow through with this. My solitude is not really all that. Cameras everywhere.
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Later in the day. On account of a little rain I limited my afternoon constitutional to the innards of the Oculus. The place is like a giant ribcage, filled with quixotic elevators, tourists, and sudden blasts of people arriving via PATH from New Jersey. I’ve read that the Oculus is a destination on many peoples’ bucket list. Why? Location, I suppose, and I’ll admit that it is structurally unusual.
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It is the next day. I recently polished off an old favorite of mine, the photo essay documenting my quest to find the exact burial spot where Vito Corleone was fictionally interred in “The Godfather,” in which the funeral scene was filmed at Calvary Cemetery. Here is where I put it for now, on Facebook: https://sorabji.com/godfather. It had been on my site for years but it somehow went kablooie when I moved to this new server. No patience anymore to figure out why these things happen.
Today is my Friday. Three days off after today and I may finally follow through with picking up a part-time gig somewhere in Midtown or, preferably, in Astoria. There are surprisingly limited options if one chooses the traditional route of wasting time and energy via job boards. Or I might just waste the coming days as I waste most moments and hours.
I just looked in a mirror and did not hate what I saw. I am possibly on a path to becoming Confidence Man. I doubt that. Typically I wince when I see myself in a mirror, or in a photo.
Yesterday was mared by a sandwich disaster. I forgot to pack one and, contrary to what many seem to assume, the FiDi is not a great place for sandwiches. They are expensive af and not very good. I thought I might end up fasting the whole day but I happened across a rare Korean Buffet set up on the weekend. That never happens around here.