Jersey boondocks bound

After two nearly back to back trips out of state, this morning, I had to wake up to get to Penn Station to take Amtrak out to Trenton, from which I would grab an Uber to Ewing, New Jersey, where one of my customers is headquartered. I would be there for over five hours in different training sessions and meetings to discuss how the team could better leverage their technology subscription with us.

It’s funny to think that travel to cities like Orlando or Chicago would somehow be easier from New York City than travel to Ewing, New Jersey. Jersey is right next door to New York. There’s little reason that it should be so cumbersome to get to even the most random cities there, yet somehow, it is. It wasn’t clear to me whether I should take New Jersey Transit, which would have taken over two hours, or Amtrak, which would take about one hour. My colleagues who live in Jersey strongly advised me not to take NJ Transit because “it may never arrive!” And the roundtrip train ticket cost a whooping $126, which is total insanity. Why should it cost this much??

When I was there, I half jokingly suggested to them that for our next set of trainings, I could host them in our Flatiron offices. Only the customers traveling from LA seemed enthused by that idea.

Thoughts on salads continued

I had my last customer meeting here in Chicago during this trip this morning, which ended with my colleague and me taking our customer group out for lunch at a nearby, very corporate lunch spot. It was a fairly standard American menu, with different sections for wraps, sandwiches, salads, and burgers. The majority of us at the table ordered salads, and when they arrived, I couldn’t believe how large they were. This could easily have fed three of us, and I felt horrible at the thought of having to waste nearly half of this massive plate at the end, even if I would be expensing the entire meal. When our lunch was done, zero people at my table finished their salads, and most were barely even half eaten.

I understand why people oftentimes get annoyed at eating salad as your meal because they don’t think they are filling, but at the same time, I do not think you compensate for that by just making the salad astronomically bigger, even if it’s with additional avocado, tomatoes, or chicken. The amount of food waste in this country is ridiculous and so indicative of how spoiled and privileged we are, and if only there was a way to actually ask for a specific portion of said salad, that would be the very beginning of restaurants wasting less.

sweetgreen

When I go visit customers at their offices, I’m oftentimes reminded by the fact that I’m extremely spoiled where I work in that not only do I get free lunch of whatever I want that will deliver to my office via Seamless, but we also have endless snacks, both healthy and unhealthy, as well as juices, nut milks, cow milks (of varying fat percentages), soy milks, and even now oat milks (in two fat varieties, as well). We have green tea, cold brew coffee, and ginger kombucha on tap, and the latest addition to our “on tap” series is a California Cabernet Sauvignon that our head of sales is obsessed with and asked our office manager to get. Most offices I am visiting barely have water, coffee, and non-dairy creamer.

I was onsite at McDonald’s headquarters today, and even though they are McDonald’s, no, contrary to what my colleagues joke with me about, you cannot just go to the kitchen and get McNuggets or a sausage egg McMuffin just like that. Yes, there is an endless soda stream and water, but that’s really it. However, they were very kind to offer me lunch today, and no, not a quarter-pounder, but actually delivered sweetgreen, the trendy D.C.-based salad company that makes salad actually seem like a delicious treat.

As the delivery came as I was getting my computer set up for my training, I had a small chuckle to myself at the thought that here at McDonald’s, the epitome of bad-for-you fast food, my team was all eating sweetgreen and feeding me with sweetgreen, as well. The irony to me was hilarious.

Chicago bound

I traveled to Chicago tonight for some customer meetings I’ll be having the next two days, and when I originally searched for flights and hotel, I was shocked to see how expensive hotels were in the city this week — the cheapest hotel I could find in the general vicinity was at least $390+/night, which would be completely out of the realm of what I’d be allowed to expense and get reimbursed for. I ended up finding a deal for $282/night, which still sounds insane, but at least would be within my company’s limits. That was two weeks ago; a colleague who would be accompanying me tried to search just days before our scheduled travel, and the cheapest hotel he could find was over $680/night! I later found out that a number of big conferences were happening in the city this week, and one of them was actually being hosted at the hotel where I am staying.

It’s pretty absurd to me to think that normal, everyday people could afford hotel rights such as these, and even more absurd to think that some companies would actually allow their employees to expense hotels that would be that expensive. If you were to stay in Chicago at that latter rate for just two nights, you’d already be over $1200, and for some people, that’s rent money for an entire month!

All My Sons

Last night, Chris and I saw the Arthur Miller play All My Sons on Broadway. I’d previous read and studied Miller’s Death of a Salesman (which oddly enough, resonated with me when I thought of my own family setup) and of course The Crucible, but I’d never read All My Sons or known the story line until last night. It’s based on a true story about how an aeronautical corporation conspired with army inspection officers to approve defective aircraft engines that would ultimately be used in the military during World War II. Joe Keller committed this crime and framed his business partner for this, and his partner ended up going to prison, but he continued to be successful and wealthy. It all comes to a head when his son wants to marry his business partner’s daughter during this show.

Joe Keller defends himself, saying that he lied and committed these crimes because he did it for the family, to ensure that they’d be comfortable and have everything they needed. But his lies and his crime resulted in the deaths of so many innocent people who fought in WWII, so is it truly justifiable to say that he “did it for the family”? Is family enough to justify the needless deaths of innocent Americans serving to defend their country and what they stand for? It’s a hard question when you think about it — what are you willing to do for your family and those you love, and how far are you willing to go, even if that means indirectly killing complete strangers?

It’s a disturbing thought when you think about it. It’s capitalism here in America, and it seems like most people will stand up for themselves, their families, and no one else. So in other words, we’re almost incentivized to be more and more selfish.

Airport etiquette

When I am at the airport, I am on the move. In fact, I think everyone who is at an airport should be on the move. And when I say that, what I mean is… aren’t you there because you have a destination in mind that you need to get to? And that should involve not dawdling and blocking entire aisles and escalators when other people need to get through. I always thought that the accepted and standard escalator etiquette is to stand on one side, ensure all your luggage is on your same side, to then allow others who are passing you to… pass. Well, I’ve already transited the airport three times during this one trip, and it seems like people don’t seem to understand this. That, or that instead of one person and his luggage blocking the entire escalator, that his travel companion would insist on standing right beside him.

Maybe before anyone travels, he should be prepped on all the standard etiquette around not pissing off other travelers.

un-pedestrian friendly

I’m in Orlando for the next two days for work, and after finishing the day’s work from the hotel room this late afternoon, I started doing some quick research on what was good to eat that is walking distance from my hotel in downtown Orlando. Unfortunately, I ended up staying at a hotel which is on the grungier side of downtown: I’m right by a ton of construction, blocked off sidewalks, and a number of entrances to interstates and highways. I had to walk 5 blocks extra just to get to the sushi restaurant I planned to eat at simply because the entire area was not made suitable for anyone walking. As cars sped by me, I noticed some of them looking at my oddly. Why is she walking in Orlando? Everyone is driving here!

Then I remembered how I always so quickly forget but then am immediately reminded how unfriendly to pedestrians this entire country is outside of cities like New York, San Francisco, or Boston. These cities and this country wasn’t really built for people to walk and get around carless. So why is it any wonder that the obesity rate is getting worse and worse here?!

Feels like spring

It finally feels like spring outside in New York. I wore a lighter jacket to work today and didn’t even need to wear a scarf. My neck felt so liberated!

A colleague and I took a break in the afternoon to get bubble tea and some fresh air. As we walked past Madison Square Park, I noticed so many women wearing dresses, skirts, and sandals exposing their toes. That’s how you know spring has come — when women’s wardrobes switch from bulky waterproof and down coats to flowing skirts and heeled sandals.

And since I’ll be in Orlando the next couple of days, I’ll be able to further enjoy some warmer temperatures. We’re finally being freed from the filth of winter.

Back to back work travel

Last year, I was really unhappy with myself when I booked five consecutive days of work travel. I felt bored on my own for the most part and although I was eating decently well, I wasn’t really enjoying myself very much. I promised myself I’d never do that again, and then here we go, almost a year later, when I have literally done that to myself again, with travel to Orlando this Thursday-Friday, then Chicago Sunday through Tuesday, and finally a day trip out to the boondocks of New Jersey via Amtrak for Wednesday. That’s nearly six days of travel with only one day of a break in between.

I am not necessarily at the beck and call of customers now since I no longer work at a agency, but in these moments, I feel like my schedule has been taken over by someone else.

April Fool’s Day jokes

I’m not a great jokester. I would say I certainly have a sense of humor, and I definitely laugh a lot and say silly things pretty often, but I’m not the kind of person who plays pranks on others and derives joy from that. But for those who do find joy in playing pranks, there’s always April Fool’s Day as a “holiday” to mark an entire day of pranks.

One somewhat amusing prank I saw posted was a colleague of mine having a text conversation with her husband. There’s a fashion jewelry brand she loves that has a bracelet she’s been eyeing for a long time… that costs over $6,500. She texted him and said something along the lines of, “I’m finally using my bonus to treat myself!” And then sent him a screen shot of this bracelet with the price. He didn’t believe it at all and said it was so predictably false, especially given the day of the year.

I’m pretty certain if I did something like that with Chris, his response would simply be, “Out the door.”