Have I mentioned already how beautiful Minneapolis is? There are lakes and trees and wildlife preserves right in the midde of the city. Not to mention the old houses and mansions in some areas. Love it. Haven't done any nightlife yet - maybe tonight. Or maybe next week, I'm damn tired. Folding shirts non-stop for 5 hours can do that to you. What are the labor laws out here?
No, it's not a bad job. Nice people, fun LOUD atmosphere, and I love the stampedes. It's strange that for someone who supposedly doesn't like kids, I seem to be spending an awful lot of time around them recently. I guess they aren't that bad.
I spent last night in a new hostel, closer to downtown. It is a huge old Victorian, literally across the street from the art acadamy. This weekend it was chock full, as there is a convention in town celebrating John Edwards' (some Puritan guy) 300th birthday. He's not still alive, though. I would have gone to that party.
I hate to be unsocial and, well, mean, especially since I didn't have a bad time or anything, but I think every annoying hostel guest type was there this weekend as well. There was a kid approaching 30 who was completely clueless to everything except reality TV shows. He is wandering, broke, trying to figure out what to do with his life, but not really working hard at that figuring. Very lost, and slightly smelly.
There was a single, 40-ish gentleman, an aging hippy, not really broke at all, but lonely and loving the company of young traveling Swedish girls. He's in town on business; his company would pay for a Best Western, but you meet hotter chicks at the hostels.
There was a middle aged woman that knew everything and anything, and told you all about it.
And there was the really nice woman who just wants to chat for hours and hours when all you want to do is get a tiny bit of sleep in what is left of the night.
And you would, if it weren't for the 3 year old that kept tripping and falling onto your bed at sometime past one in the morning because he needs to go to the bathroom.
I made a reservation for next week. For a private room. Is that totally antisocial of me? I don't care if it is. I like all those people, but only if I can put them into neat compartments and shut my door whenever I feel like it. God, I'm whiny. I am actually ecstatically clean, and I got lots of knitting done. That's just not as amusing to write about, so I'll complain instead.
I'm back to work in an hour. I think I may get to come out of the stockroom today.
Wait, you're by MCAD? Heh.
I love the pictures in the post below--can't wait for the captions! The Midwest can be such a glorious place.
Posted by: Em | October 12, 2003 at 06:39 AM