The slow way home
I had a job interview out in Hillsboro today, and I decided that instead of riding my bicycle there and back (which would have meant that I would have arrived as a ball of sweat) I would get a ride out from the best and then just take the interurban back into town.
It’s certainly a good choice if you’re trying to get work done during your commute, because it took me 2h15 to go the ~20 miles from the Hillsboro Airport back to my door. I’m not so sure about it being a good choice if I want to remain sane. At least if I was offered this job (which I’d have to take, of course, because my unemployment goes *poof* when it even smells something like a job offer. It’s a bonus that the descriptions I was given of the job make it sound quite interesting!) I could get my bike riding in by riding out there in the morning and riding back in the evening and only taking 3 hours and change instead of 4 hours and change.
My cow orkers would just have to get used to my wearing +4s to work all the time.
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Is it possible this place of work is sufficiently enlightened so as to have a shower?
I hope it all goes well, and is mostly lacking in the madness-inducing nature.