Letters from Minneapolis - 4
That’s where I’ve been all week long, in Minneapolis. Jim our trainer has been absolutely wonderful. He’s a Christian man, caring, and very good at training us imbeciles to do a good job printing out photos.
Here’s what I hate: Kitty and I won’t get to talk to him or see him once we leave here. His job is NOT technical support, he’s a technical writer and teacher. When they get new software, Jim dives into it with both feet and learns it, teaches it to customers and co-workers alike. He tests machine theoreticals and makes them a yes or a no in the manuals.
And he’s a great daddy to 3 and hubby to his beautiful wife.
I guess that I’m saying Jim’s our kind of people. In real life, Rob and I would be friends with his family, for sure. But this is work, and I think it’d be highly irregular for me to go in there tomorrow and give him Rob’s and my home email address or whatever. We have a hard time keeping track of our friends close by, let alone someone who lives 2 states away that Rob doesn’t even know yet.
It’s true I really REALLY like Jim. Maybe I’m making too much of this all. I’m homesick today, and I am tired of training training training.
The Man was in a bad accident today. He’s ok, but irritating the hell out of me with his OSFA BCC email signed Love Always. Always covering his own ass. I don’t know why that angers me so.
Kitty and I went to the Mall of America today. Really, it was no big deal. Yeah, it was a mall. It was big. It had a roller coaster. So if I want to go on a ride, why don’t I go to Cedar Point this summer… really.
And no one on the planet, or at least in Minneapolis, has a copy of the cd Wondrous Love by Blue Highway. Honestly.
I’m being a grouch tonight. Sorry if this note is a downer. I just don’t feel so much like being happy when I’m away from Robert my love for such a long time.
Jayleigh
March 17, 2005 at 11:04 am
I so know how you feel being away from Rob. I hate leaving my husband behind. Especially for a work related trip. At least if I go to my mom’s alone I’ve got family and familiar surroundings to keep me distracted. I hate going to a strange place with nothing but work and homesickness to think about.