Found this letter from my friend Moriah (who I met at Supercamp when I was 14) and we talked about the strange things you do when you're getting all the feelings for the first time.
Leaving one of my client's on Wednesday afternoon and a thoughtful New Yorker had posted this note in the elevator trying to help someone get shoes that fit. I <3 NY.
Grant was between apartments so had his mail sent over to my place and let me his checkbook and bank card to pay some bills he expected to arrive. SUZE, FOR EMERGENCIES!
Spent Wednesday morning organizing my thoughts for a VC fund that had hired me to put together my thoughts about a market they were considering for investment.
As a consultant, I get to see lots of different work spaces. I always enjoy the kinds of conflicts that come from different companies sharing bathrooms.
As we were about to hit the road, Mike was going through his wallet and found the piece of paper with my phone number on it that prompted him to originally call me and invite me to come teach in Korea (with less than two days notice) after one of the teachers that was scheduled to come had backed out.
Awwww, yeah. I was totally stoked. It looked like my boring old trip was about to take a turn toward fun with a capital ET (Estonian Teen!). I finished up my emails, and while paying for my coffee I asked the counter girl who seemed to know the group that had slipped me the note, "Which one of the girls is Vitali?" She laughed and said, "Oh, you're not gay? Vitali was the boy who was with those girls." Doh. Tallinn's a typical small town. You drink just one fruity frozen drink in public (it doesn't even matter if it was in a strip club!) and the next thing you know everyone's got you pegged for being a gay! Just my luck! On the upside...
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