Thursday. Quite a clammy day. So humid. On my break I decided to forego my usual walk up Broadway for my cigar puffery. I went down Broadway. I usually dress in blue jeans and a collared shirt, untucked.
Today I wore black trousers and a black collared shirt, tucked in. I received a few compliments on my appearance and that’s always nice to hear. As I walked down Broadway, avoiding tourists and the mob scene around the Bull near Wall Street my clothes were weighed down with my sweat.
By the time I got to Bowling Green, I figured that I could walk back along the river where it would be cooler. No, it was not cooled. I guess the Hudson River waters were warm which added to the humidity. Nevertheless, I shed my jacket and walked.
The humidity was good for the cigar. But it proved to be unbearable and uncomfortable so I ended the cigar earlier than I wanted to and headed back to my desk where the shirt I wore this morning was hanging and while not quite fully dry, would be more comfortable than the wet shirt and undershirt I was wearing.
But it was a WFMU t-shirt and since there are no t-shirts allowed during working hours I had to wear a company hoodie on top. That wasn’t so bad as it was not humid in the office and I do have a small desk fan that sometimes provided relief.
Despite all that, it was not a bad day. I was done with the majority of my tasks before noon and the rest of the day I sat and waited for the piecemeal work that would pop up from time to time.
I did meet a young man who had transitioned. I sort of knew that he did, there was an otherness to him. We had a good talk while he waited to see someone in the company. It seems that he does good work on behalf of unions and looked like he was in his early twenties, so he’ll have even more good work to do as he goes through life. I was more comfortable talking with him than I am with those in the same age group in my office. Liam Lynch is intelligent!
Bill is still out on the road and is supposed to come back tomorrow. He has the time frame all worked out, I know that it is always subject to change. I certainly can’t wait to see him. He’s been worried about me, what with the subject matter I posted the other day, the bleakness of it all. It got better but still he has hugs in his arsenal and wants to give them to me.
And I want those hugs.
Tomorrow being Friday means that those who can work from home, will work from home. And that would be the majority of the office staff. It’s almost like a holiday, I tell myself that it feels like a four day work week with Friday being something different. This could all go sideways so I suppose we’ll see how it went when I post again tomorrow.