I spent my afternoon today visiting a few of my old teachers at Lincoln East High School (Dress, Trumble, Ogden, and Dugdale). It was somewhat awkward visiting a couple of them, since they didn’t know me all that well when I was there. Ogden filled me in with her pre-retirement plans, her second Master’s degree, her son’s whereabouts, occupation, and recent marriage… that level of detail was a bit unexpected, especially since I hadn’t seen her since ninth grade. Ms. Dress was my French teacher for two years so I knew her a bit better, and I was a TA for Trumble and had a couple classes with her so she knows me pretty well. They all seemed to have this sense of wonder about what it would be like to work for a corporation as big as Microsoft, and it felt a bit strange being on the other side of the desk, so to speak.
Trumble, as always, had a bunch of students hanging out in her office who were probably avoiding what they were supposed to be doing. She was sure to introduce me to everyone who walked by, regardless of how little they were interested (though some seemed pretty impressed that Trumble knew someone from Microsoft). For a good thirty minutes it was me, Trumble, another ex-student, and a current student of hers. I don’t think I’ve ever been touched and groped that much by someone I didn’t know before.
Trumble was asking about a few of you. You probably know who you are.
After the awkward trip down memory lane, I stopped by Best Buy to pick up the brand new Enya CD, Amarantine. I’ve only listened to the first couple tracks so far, having been solidly busy since then until now, but it sounds great so far.