Dehydration
Mar. 17th, 2008 09:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
indigo_rose99It's an ugly word. Painful. A drawn out form of torture.
And thus begins my work day.
I sacrificed my last bottle of water (empty, of course) at the alter of snippiness on the plane to Scotland. In the intervening time, I have had a few opportunities to buy a replacement, but have passed up because I had access to sources of water.
I thought that at the beginning of my work day, I would buy a replacement bottle (perhaps two) of water to get me through the day.
It turns out that my classroom is in a different building, and my badge does not work. So if I leave the locked area, I cannot get back in. This assumes, of course, that I can find my way through the (massively complex) maze. And back. I am reasonably sure that I cannot.
There is a little shop inside the locked area. But they do not accept money. They only accept cards, and I don't mean credit cards. Some mystery cards.
One gentleman suggested tap water. If I had a bottle, I would go for that as a general solution.
Perhaps I can stave off death for a few days by drinking from the tap. What's a wet face and hands in front of my class compared to DEATH?!
Later note: Yes, I did eventually "acquire" a bottle of water. I won't bore you with the sordid details. Suffice to say that Money Changed Hands.
And thus begins my work day.
I sacrificed my last bottle of water (empty, of course) at the alter of snippiness on the plane to Scotland. In the intervening time, I have had a few opportunities to buy a replacement, but have passed up because I had access to sources of water.
I thought that at the beginning of my work day, I would buy a replacement bottle (perhaps two) of water to get me through the day.
It turns out that my classroom is in a different building, and my badge does not work. So if I leave the locked area, I cannot get back in. This assumes, of course, that I can find my way through the (massively complex) maze. And back. I am reasonably sure that I cannot.
There is a little shop inside the locked area. But they do not accept money. They only accept cards, and I don't mean credit cards. Some mystery cards.
One gentleman suggested tap water. If I had a bottle, I would go for that as a general solution.
Perhaps I can stave off death for a few days by drinking from the tap. What's a wet face and hands in front of my class compared to DEATH?!
Later note: Yes, I did eventually "acquire" a bottle of water. I won't bore you with the sordid details. Suffice to say that Money Changed Hands.
