Back in July 2009 we moved from the 13th floor with a view of the mountains and ocean to this lovely space in the CBC Building (Canadian Broadcasting Corp for my non-Canadian readers -- kinda like the BBC but with commercials).
We fondly call it The Bunker. Apparently the floors below street level are lead-lined -- something to do with the Cold War and a mushroom cloud. I guess they thought they would move broadcasting to the basement and continue to bring doom and gloom to any Canadians that were left. There are no windows, the walls are cinder blocks and there is limited cell phone reception. We were supposed to be here until October 2009 when we would move up to the 2nd floor.
As we all know, things move slowly when government corporations are involved (no matter which government, I'm pretty sure they are all the same). Well on April 30th we finally got the word that we could move upstairs.
I have my own office again -- a room with a view:
For those of you who don't know who Rick Mercer is, he's one of the funniest political satirist out there. Certainly on par with the best of the U.S -- Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, Bill Maher. (Check out his blog.) So while I no longer have a view of the mountains and ocean, I can content myself with the fact that I am greeted every morning with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
I think that pretty much says it all.
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One of the weirdest phenomena of growing up in the United States is learning that foreigners have intimate knowledge of our popular culture despite our having no knowledge whatsoever of theirs.
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