Just spent the last week in Switzerland for yet another training session. When is my company going to learn that trying to train me is like trying to train a rock? Actually, as these things go it was a productive week.
Flew with Air Canada last Saturday night stuck in cramped economy and then had to hop a train for a one hour trip to the town of Einsiedln which is famous for it’s Benedictine monastery. Which, of course, means bells – lots of bells – all night long bells.
The monastery has two bell towers and they’re not quite synchronized so at certain times of the day and night you’re subjected to duelling bells.
Yesterday, it was off to the airport at 4am Toronto time and then to Montreal on a Swiss Airlines A330 which is configured like the worst low-cost charter plane. The idiot in front of me decided to slam their seat back without warning which caused a glass of red wine, that I was trying to enjoy, to spill all over my jeans and coat. Lovely stain patterns that I had to put up with for the rest of the day. We arrived in Montreal at 3:30 and an hour later it was home to Toronto on an A320 that felt positively palatial in comparison.
So now it’s Saturday morning and I have 48 hours to rest and get ready for a flight to Hartford Connecticut for 4 more days of training (they’re not getting it).