Today I discovered that you cannot get on a bus in Luxembourg without making a friend. Or go to the supermarket. Or go for a shit. Probably not so much the last one. I like making new friends. I do. But I like it on my own terms, and not in the morning when I want to read my newspaper and pretend that no one else exists until I get to work and realize that this frame of mind is harder to carry off in a meeting.
Got to work. Had a meeting, which went in the way that all meetings do, with me mostly looking at the wall and thinking about lunch, and the man pretending to be very much involved and worrying about their career and whether or not they are bing taken seriously at work. They kept calling someone Fanny, which is very, very funny. Especially if the person they refer to as 'Fanny' is in fact called 'John'.
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