Tuesday, October 19, 2010

What Is That Smell???

After dinner I started smelling a kind of stinky feet type smell while in my room.  I didn’t think too much of it, I was going to go work out and it was probably my roommate that smelled anyway.  I would smell it every now and then while I was on the treadmill and I thought, hmmmm, maybe it was me.  Oh well, I was gonna shower after this anyway.  So I showered and noticed that my bandage on the small pox shot was coming off.  I got back to my room and kept smelling this smell.  My roommate was in here again and I thought, well, maybe it was him.  I sat on my bed and the smell was getting worse.  I’m sniffing around and caught a huge whiff right where my small pox shot was.  I took the bandage off and man, that thing stunk.  So I cleaned it off and rebandaged.  If my whole body was full of those smelly pox I’d have to wear a gas mask or something.  Being a small pox victim must be a hard life.
A couple friends and I had to make up some training today that we missed from last week.  It was kind of fun being the peanut gallery and watching all the people that just got here yesterday afternoon try their best to stay awake.  Also, by this point I knew most of the presenters and personal people in charge of the briefings so they didn’t mind the heckling too much.  They’ll probably be glad to see me go tomorrowJ
My boss keeps emailing me new assignments and updates.  I think I better hurry up and get down there before he assigns anything else.  One of my projects is ongoing and I’ll be getting into the middle of it.  The other 3 are just getting started.  It’s going to be interesting dealing with the contractors.  One company is from the Turkey and the other three are from Afghanistan (with 1 having Asian backing I think).  I’ve already been exchanging emails with them and the English is what you’d expect (wrong use of words, wrong tense, etc.  One email even referred to me as “your excellency”)  communication and culture are going to be things to overcome.  Should be fun.
I’ve said my good-byes, packed up my things and took care of the last minute errands.  Off to bed and anxious to get on with the next move.

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