Long Time No See

Right. So, I have no idea when I last wrote something here. Definitely a few months. A few things have happened since then, but I'll kind of work them in rather than just list them out.

Work's definitely improved a lot since I started. I know I'm not supposed to really discuss work here, as per my employee agreement, but I can probably say that, at first, I was a little nervous that my new boss and I weren't really working on the same wavelength. I'm still not totally satisfied with things, but at least I feel comfortable now working with him, as well as the rest of the staff. I'm also still learning a lot about balance sheet analysis and such, which is clearly going to be of help to me career-wise.

Earlier today I went to Rich Bruckner's engagement party, which was held at some Italian restaurant uptown. Kind of like Carmine's, except slightly better. A lot of the old AEPi guys showed up who I've really lost touch with. It seems there's a whole group of them who hang out all the time in NY, and I basically have no connection to any of it. Well, a little reminiscing and a recitation of The Funniest Story Ever and now I'm in. Guess I'll be spending a little more time with the likes of Demby and Waldo and Goody.

The Funniest Story Ever:
Kahn's girlfriend Dani told me this about a friend of hers. It seems this girl was hired to dog-sit for a week while the owners were on vacation. The first day she went to the apartment the dog was fine, but the second day she arrives the dog was dead. After the requisite panic, she calls animal control to figure out what to do with the dead dog. Animal control tells her that she has two choices - either she can pay $150 to have them come take away the dog, or she can bring it to a certain location in the city and they'll dipose of it for free. Not wanting to pay the money, she puts the dog in a large duffel bag and heads off for the subway. Now, apparently, this girl is kind of small, and the dog, well, it was pretty big. So, she's having some trouble carrying the bag to the subway. (Don't ask me why she was taking the subway. If there's ever a time to hail a cab, this sounds like one.) While she's struggling down the street, a man walks up to her and asks her if she needs any help.
"Yes, thank you," she says.
"Wow," he says, while lifting the bag. "This is really heavy. What's in here?"
Not wanting to explain what is really in the bag, she quickly invents a story.
"Well, I'm moving to a new apartment," she says, " and I hired some movers to take care of everything. But, I didn't want them to steal any of my valuables. So, I put them all in this bag, and figured I'd bring them myself."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes. It's all my jewelry, and some other expensive stuff that I wouldn't want stolen or damaged."
At this point, the man promptly runs off, stealing the duffel bag.

I wonder when he realized what he actually stole.