@garli A company I used to work for (not the one I commented about elsewhere in this thread, though) did that, too! Not the hotel room part, but everything else including not during holiday season. It was always early January, which was great because there was never any conflicting parties and it stretched that sort of holiday merriment just a little longer.
A previous employer of mine, small tech company, threw the BEST holiday party. Whatever the owner spent on the party (which was all of us going to a bar and him picking up the tab), he'd donate the same amount to a local hunger charity. It was a great place to work.
Avoid Washington Dulles (IAD) at all costs on Friday afternoons, when it’s mobbed by members of Congress. (You can always spot them by their dull suits and flag pins.) This is kind of ridiculous. Members of Congress aren't a big enough group to clog an entire airport by themselves AND National (DCA) is much closer to the city and does chiefly domestic flights.
Darien Lake! I lived close enough that we only stayed in the hotel once, and the only thing I remember about that stay is my sister, so excited to get to the park, running down the hallway full speed straight into a fire extinguisher.
I grew up in Buffalo, too, and THAT IS THE DREAM. Move back, bring jobs, live comfortably. Except with me it'd be an ice cream/brewery/weck business. Not that the city has a shortage of any of those. The block print is lovely!
@drydenlane Really. I get that reaction (“GIS? Google image search?”) quite a bit.
I'm a GIS Specialist, but I usually just say "cartographer" because if you aren't geospatially inclined it just sounds like I do google image searches all day.
@bgprincipessa He said he couldn't afford to eat out but was hungry, and that it wouldn't be a big deal. Like I wouldn't miss my sandwich! This was not a terrifically high-paying job, but it was not, like, near the poverty line or anything. Entry level professional job. Dude could buy bread and veggies and lunchmeat like I did, he had options other than the sandwich clearly labeled with my name. I am a pretty quiet person at work so I guess he thought I wouldn't say anything? But I LET HIM HAVE IT. The whole office heard and it emerged that it wasn't a one time thing, he was habitually dining out on his coworkers' packed lunches. He never could look me in the eye after that, which was pretty satisfying.
I caught someone eating my sandwich once, it was a cube farm so I just walked around until I found evidence. I figured I'd find the container in the trash or something but instead found the dbag mid-bite and shamed him REAL LOUD then demanded he buy me a lunch. He didn't, but the loud shaming was worth it. It was a really good sandwich. [pours out 40 of mustard]
Thursday One Thing is pretty much the only reason I end up doing anything loathsome and otherwise avoidable. Today I went to the post office AND made an eye doctor appointment! Tomorrow I will resume doing nothing.