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I didn't feel all that productive, today, but my boss thanked me for my work on my way out. I snorted derisively, as I am wont to do. At least today was not the incredible hecticness (hecticity?) of Monday. Today the poor New Girl Trainer had to teach a class via video conferencing. I was sitting in the room with the 'participants,' she was halfway up the state. Her first class of the day went horribly, but she really improved by the second class. Only, in the second class was Orangelo, who is (I believe) ADHD - yes, this is an adult who can't shut up and can barely sit still.
Before the class he was bemoaning having to be in a class because instructors are always telling him "You need to sit down and listen, now."
I asked him, "If they're always saying that, have you considered the possibility that the problem might be you?"
"Oh, I know it's me!"
So I gave him a chocolate on the off chance that the article I read the other day indicating that chocolate brownies can have a similar effect to Ritalin might be extrapolated to Dove dark chocolate.
He's smart and it doesn't hurt his grade at all, and I think that the other guys he normally works closely with are used to it and can work around it, but it's distracting for some people and it's often difficult for an instructor to deal with. I'm sure that New Girl Trainer was cursing my name after class when she realized I had been in the room and not hit him in the back of the head for her. Moose has, before, literally gone up and kicked Orangelo's chair when another trainer was trying to present and he wouldn't be quiet, and that's about the only thing that will really work. He is hella funny, though, at the same time, so we were laughing a lot. :)
And then after work there were many errands, which filled up my time, and the whole drama with the water heater, as documented by Eor. The latest installment on that: The oil seems to be completely gone, and the neighbors in the back of the building are considering buying some kerosene to dump in our oil tank because they think that will burn the same and get us through the next few days until we can get the natural gas heater installed. Eor thinks A) kerosene is not heating oil (the misapprehension that it is the same seems to arise from the fact home heating oil is known as "Number 2" oil and home heating kerosene is called "K2." If this really IS the same, let me know, because it would surely set my mind at ease, given that we sleep right above the water heating furnace, so if it explodes in the middle of the night we'll be the first people killed.
So... there'll be no hot water for a shower tomorrow morning, I expect. Good thing I was already planning to be up at 4:30 in order to get dishes put away, as I'm going to have to heat water on the stove for a sponge bath... (Oh crap, I have to go start the dishwasher.) You would be amazed at how cold unaugmented tap water can be in Maine, even in the middle of summer. Eor's teasing me that a cold shower will be 'bracing' and 'refreshing,' but NO.
Oh thank god* - the neighbors just stopped by to say they're running to Wal-Mart for diesel, NOT kerosene.
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*whatever god you like.
Before the class he was bemoaning having to be in a class because instructors are always telling him "You need to sit down and listen, now."
I asked him, "If they're always saying that, have you considered the possibility that the problem might be you?"
"Oh, I know it's me!"
So I gave him a chocolate on the off chance that the article I read the other day indicating that chocolate brownies can have a similar effect to Ritalin might be extrapolated to Dove dark chocolate.
He's smart and it doesn't hurt his grade at all, and I think that the other guys he normally works closely with are used to it and can work around it, but it's distracting for some people and it's often difficult for an instructor to deal with. I'm sure that New Girl Trainer was cursing my name after class when she realized I had been in the room and not hit him in the back of the head for her. Moose has, before, literally gone up and kicked Orangelo's chair when another trainer was trying to present and he wouldn't be quiet, and that's about the only thing that will really work. He is hella funny, though, at the same time, so we were laughing a lot. :)
And then after work there were many errands, which filled up my time, and the whole drama with the water heater, as documented by Eor. The latest installment on that: The oil seems to be completely gone, and the neighbors in the back of the building are considering buying some kerosene to dump in our oil tank because they think that will burn the same and get us through the next few days until we can get the natural gas heater installed. Eor thinks A) kerosene is not heating oil (the misapprehension that it is the same seems to arise from the fact home heating oil is known as "Number 2" oil and home heating kerosene is called "K2." If this really IS the same, let me know, because it would surely set my mind at ease, given that we sleep right above the water heating furnace, so if it explodes in the middle of the night we'll be the first people killed.
So... there'll be no hot water for a shower tomorrow morning, I expect. Good thing I was already planning to be up at 4:30 in order to get dishes put away, as I'm going to have to heat water on the stove for a sponge bath... (Oh crap, I have to go start the dishwasher.) You would be amazed at how cold unaugmented tap water can be in Maine, even in the middle of summer. Eor's teasing me that a cold shower will be 'bracing' and 'refreshing,' but NO.
Oh thank god* - the neighbors just stopped by to say they're running to Wal-Mart for diesel, NOT kerosene.
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*whatever god you like.