-It's not an art gallery. But it is. Every job seems to be more or less the same thing. There are tasks A, B, and C. You don't know how to do A, and B, but you can do C quickly and learn how to do A, B in enough time to make it look like you knew how to do them anyways. Then you repeat the next day, until you've worked your way through the entire alphabet of tasks and you're doing the same thing over and over again. Well, I can only assume that's what ends up happening. Maybe that's what people are talking about when they refer to a boring, horrible 9 to 5 to life.
-On the other hand, it's not boring at all. And in any given job there's an endless amount to learn whether you're looking at A) the distribution channels of handbags through an Asian distribution center B) Dealer management software being sold to auto OEMs in China or C) Dealing with your coworkers that have begun whispering upon learning just how much of their Chinese you can understand.
-I feel more comfortable living in a high rise than I do on the ground floor.
-I think I walk faster than everyone in this entire country.
-I think I was meant to dress for work and not for play.
-I forgot how many random people you meet here. Coffee on the river front with a Croatian who came originally to work a booth at the Expo, went on a hair product mission with a cool coworker, went to two really weird gay clubs and picked up random people along the way (featuring drag queens performing to Lady Gaga, good to know she's everywhere), and more.
-Ke$ha sounds good in every country.
-Supply chain analysis, market strategy, distribution, and logistics are probably not my favorite things in the world. But, they're a welcome diversion.
