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Quote of the day: »I remember an episode of Star Trek that ends with Jim turning to McCoy and saying, 'Out there, Bones, someone is saying the three most beautiful words in the galaxy.' I fully expected the nauseous obviousness of 'I love you'. But Kirk turned to the screen, gazed at the stars and whispered: 'Please, help me.'« Stephen Fry, Moab Is My Washpot |
Friday
Our last day was nice, we went to a Thai
restaurant with the whole team, and just wrapped it all up again. On
Thursday we had already had a wrap-up meeting with Monika and went
out for cocktails Wednesday evening. My intuition and my common sense say
that 2 Margaritas and a business discussion don't mix, but I hope I wasn't
too bad... We did come up with some feedback and creative ideas for
improvements. I mentioned KbTS with is not really suited for Getty,
but the point we hopefully did manage to get across is that lots of steps
could be automated. We also helped the Getty people solve another puzzle:
Why was I sent to Seattle! LOL Thursday evening Licia asked us out for
dinner, bless! She is very sweet. She also gave us cards and chocolate for
our farewell! We went to Chiso again (the Getty-favourite Japanese
restaurant we had been to for lunch the other day). The food was
extraordinarily good! Friday night Ines and I went to the Fish
Place again and really splashed out. I haven't done the maths yet but
apparently we were still under our limit... We had meals and wine and
dessert and port and coffee! LOL Saturday I have returned to the UK! The trip wasn't half as bad as expected. I haven slept for 24 hours, but has decided to keep going. I have to stay up anyway, because British Airways is hopefully going to deliver my luggage this afternoon. LOL It somehow didn't even make it out of Seattle... The trip to New York was fine, even though I must confess that I have never heard anything quite as outrageous on an airplane as Song's security announcement (Song is the name of the airline, in case you're looking for the grammatical coherence.). I have the urge to file a complaint, and can't believe nobody else has done so yet. They have a woman's voice with the thickest Spanish accent inform the passengers about life vests and oxygen masks, while castanets and flamenco steps are heard in the background. They even have some "Spanish jokes" strewn in! I was speechless. It wasn't only completely pointless and unrelated, but also extremely sexist, racist and unfunny! New York's JFK Airport also surprised me -- by its lack of organisation. They don't have any signs so I had to ask three times where I was supposed to go for my connecting flight. You could also freely walk in and out of the security areas, which I found rather interesting... I only caught a glimpse of the skyline from the plane, it the was brightest sunniest day. I will have to visit the place soon, even though everything "New York" makes me feel rather sad at the moment. On the flight to Manchester I got
upgraded to a seat in Business Class -- in the first row -- which means
extra leg room and snazzy foot-rests and impossible-to-find extractable
monitors and food trays. Tomorrow they are expecting me at work,
and as Muriel is on holidays I am already booked for numerous
problem-solving activities... yuck! |
I'm quite grateful for all the "quality
time" I have spent with Ines. Mind you, I spent almost a whole
weekend pottering around with her in Seattle without trying to find an
excuse to piss off on my own! We have the same sense of direction, the
same travel instinct. The same speed. And that is important! We also face the same "midlife crisis" of the childless woman. I can so understand her situation, and I can only begin to imagine how I will feel in 10 more years time! Everybody else is busy with their family life and children whilst we have "no meaning to life". I don't mind the meaning part so much, because I believe the is no meaning to life. You just have to get on with it. But what to fill it with?! That requires some effort if you're not constantly distracted by children. And I cannot claim to be anything special: I don't care for homeless people, I don't rescue stray dogs, and I don't save starving children in Africa...
I am still banned from the Forum. And
don't tell me it's a technical problem. I've checked: all the IP
addresses I have used with my profile in the past are blocked, AND my
login itself is denied access. Ines and I agree that Getty are
very much focussed on the human effort. In many ways their approach
is just the opposite of SDL's technology-based forward-looking
approach. The vocabulary translation does make it necessary to have
a strong human input. But if we at SDL were faced with a HUGE task like
the search-terminology translation, we would not even consider a
human-only approach. We would say: "But that would take 15 months...!".
Getty, on the other hand, would probably be ready to pay for 15
months human translation work! I have all Sunday to myself now, and I
don't know what to do. Jetlag is confusing. I can't sleep
now or I won't be able to sleep tonight... I am already quite dizzy
though. And I feel too weak to clean the house. I would unpack and wash my
clothes, but I can't do that before the clothes actually arrive!
LOL I am worried. Of course I am. I'm worried
about George. I also worry about stupid selfish things like gigs
getting cancelled that I have already booked tickets for. And of course I
worry about March. It is affecting my ability to concentrate on work. I
have been concentrating on work quite a lot in the past 4 years. It was
the main thing I needed to concentrate on. Now I'm worried I may not be
able to do my job if anything major happened. I haven't worried much in
the past 20 years. I guess I was taking a "break". But it never stops,
does it? No, I'm not that stupid.
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Song of the day: Hospital Food -- David Gray Tell me something I don't already know... |
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Annoyance of the day: The Daily Mail article. How does this Paul Scott sleep at night?! I've decided to send him some Horlicks. |
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