My father is on a mandatory two week unpaid vacation. In other words, they're closing the plant down and doing temporary layoffs. It isn't the cheeriest of news.
I'm not sure what he did for his first day because I ran away to the library, where I had to pay $1 to replace the card that's floating somewhere amongst the flotsam of my life back in the Delta. In the future, I shall judge all possible places to live by the quality of their libraries, I think. Bustling libraries bursting with books suggest that a community actually cares about being part of civilization. I had no idea how nice the area where I grew up is until I went away.
I'm a somewhat geeky physics enthusiast hoping to be a not-so-broke grad student as I return to school after TFA.
2 comments:
Interesting. I've never even been to my local public library, but the university library is killer.
If you judge places on libraries, I guess you need to move to NYC!
Dog,
I may need to develop an index that rates number of trees, walkability, and eye contact/smiles from strangers as well. I spent two months working in NYC when I was in college, and although it was a neat place, I don't think I'd want to spend my life there. I could see doing it for a few years, perhaps for graduate school, but I can't quite envision settling there permanently.
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