arminnie
<font color=blue>Tossed the butter kept the gin<br
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- Aug 22, 2003
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I had this miserable year in Pittsburgh almost 30 years ago.
1. One of the worst winters in history - 80+ inches of snow (I'd moved there from S.F.). I remember waiting for a bus to go to the doctor with flu in the middle of a blizzard.
2. Coal strike - our offices were only heated to about 60 degrees and we were not allowed to turn lights on in the office.
3. Crime - had 3 batteries stolen, tried to steal my car on multiple occasions, on more than one occassion someone in line in front of me waiting to pay for something had their money snatched.
4. Every guy I dated lived with his parents (at 30 years old)
5. My bed broke and I had to sleep in the floor until spring when it thawed out
6. I had to work 7 days a week sometimes 12/14 hours a day for months (new MBA)
7. No street signs any where. I was always lost.
I think Pittsburgh is probably a really fun city today, but boy did I have a bad year.
I got transferred to Houston after a year. Most everyone I knew HATED Houston with a passion (traffic, weather, etc), but I was thrilled to be there.
1. One of the worst winters in history - 80+ inches of snow (I'd moved there from S.F.). I remember waiting for a bus to go to the doctor with flu in the middle of a blizzard.
2. Coal strike - our offices were only heated to about 60 degrees and we were not allowed to turn lights on in the office.
3. Crime - had 3 batteries stolen, tried to steal my car on multiple occasions, on more than one occassion someone in line in front of me waiting to pay for something had their money snatched.
4. Every guy I dated lived with his parents (at 30 years old)
5. My bed broke and I had to sleep in the floor until spring when it thawed out
6. I had to work 7 days a week sometimes 12/14 hours a day for months (new MBA)
7. No street signs any where. I was always lost.
I think Pittsburgh is probably a really fun city today, but boy did I have a bad year.
I got transferred to Houston after a year. Most everyone I knew HATED Houston with a passion (traffic, weather, etc), but I was thrilled to be there.