Six hours of . . . nothing?

So I was supposed to be doing tech support at the Campus Center today, but Campus Center staff are handling that and don't need me, so my boss told me to hang out at Lamont with Le and do tech support there. I've been at Lamont since 10am today, and so far have done exactly nothing. Le set up the permapower (microphone), and has spent most of the day napping (she's feeling poorly), and lunch is winding down with no sign of anyone wanting to use the microphone. Not that I'm complaining, mind. I had a lovely discussion with some members of the class of 1943 (who are rather more loquacious than the class of 1958*). Apparently knitting was big during the '40s, and one lady told me an anecdote about a chemistry professor who was very bothered by people knitting in class, but too shy to tell people to stop. I also realized, in the course of talking to them, that these women went to college during the Second World War. It's odd. I'm aware that WWII happened within living memory, but knowing that and listening to these women talk about Waves and Victory Gardens are two entirely different things.

And the parade this morning was nice.

All in all, it's been a nice day so far. I think I'll go call CMoore again; it would be nice to be able to return this permapower and go to Webs after all.



*By which I mean, interested in talking to me. The 1958ers were very loquacious with each other; in fact they created a minor din.