Learning Vacation

I'm in a beach resort this week, taking a "learning" vacation. Essentially, I'm getting paid to relax, get away from the hubbub of the office, and I have to attend workshops designed to make me better at my job. I also am shopping, enjoying fine dining, and enjoying the view of boats from my room. (I'll have to post a picture later, being that I didn't bring the appropriate connecting cords with me. Cords or a bathing suit that sufficiently covers my monkey body . . . yeah, I made the right choice.)

I suck at attending this sort of event. I usually attend all the meetings, furiously taking notes. I get my nose in a snit over the selfish behavior of others. And, generally go home more annoyed than when I arrived.

This trip seems to be slightly different. This time, my name tag identifies me as an "honored guest" . . . I'm not really sure why, but I suspect there will be a hauling my monkeyness to the stage and naming me "King of the Universe" . . . maybe not, but I'm hoping. Also, the boats just outside my room might have something to do with it. . . not a view of terminal C.

Must jet, my next big decision is which fine dining establishment to visit this evening. Oh, and there are drinks. Lots and lots of drinks.