I was of course referring to his dog, who moments before he had warned against doing any such thing.
Idgie was on her leash, having been a rather bad dog, by which I mean having been fully true to her doggy nature. Leaping two four-foot orange plastic landscape fences in a single bound, she'd gone exploring in the almost-like-a-real-pond retention pond and would not return.
Not in dog mode but humanly foolish, I'd panicked when she disappeared from sight. Could she drown there? I am of course forgetting that she can easily swim across medium sized lakes, though her lack of any Lab-like genes makes her indifferent to the act. Eventually we reconnected, after I'd mucked through the swamp on the one day I hadn't bothered to wear my beloved Farm-N-Fleet rubber boots, and I'd clamped on the lead.
"I'm dirty; it's okay." That's my motto for today. Last night I listened to gorgeous
I'd been planning to walk with Idgie through the Innovation Research Park just down the street from where I live. If I'm looking for jobs, why not start where I already am, I reasoned. A mile and a half down the road and I don't have a clue what's there, though the buzz words "research" and "innovation" are always glued to any statements about the place. Got some experience with both of those, I figured.
But somewhere near the intersection of Innovation and Discovery, I realized I did not want to get out of the car into the field of building with no distinguishing characteristics after building with no distinguishing characteristics. And hardly a business name to be seen on the identical doors until you get to GE Medical, which not only claims itself but has some design chutzpah and a piece of sculpture in front.
I haven't seen a GE ad in awhile, but since they all start with "black belt in six sigma," I'm out of the running anyway. Later, I'll look at the research park website to see what's behind all those blank building faces. But I don't think I could work there. Something about the place sucks your soul out of you.
The place we walked instead is slotted to become another "innovation incubator," another research park. I've seen the plans for the first building. Part of a university, it's not as bad as the ones across the street, but not a thing about it deserves the name "innovation." I wonder how much more discovery would happen in a place that challenges you to the words it claims.
Hate to see that land eaten up by our faith in marketing promises. Most of the research park buildings are lightly occupied as it is, full of empty spaces. And I'm thinking the real innovation comes when you get dirty, when you are into the full catastrophe funk of life, not the tidy bland and sameness.
Anyway, I'm dirty but I'm good at lots of stuff. When you get a chance, employers in real places with names and windows and all, you really oughta jump.
Woof!