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Dec. 24th, 2018 11:28 amApparently I have borscht now.
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It is a quiet day at the office: I mean, we have a lot to do, but half of everyone's out and the reception desk is gonna close at two, and after that people tend to start drifting away. One of my Russian-Jewish* coworkers from Accounting had apparently brought in borscht for someone else who failed to show up, so she decided that I should have it instead, either in thanks for my holiday Stollen baking for the office or on the basis of the fact that I look like the guy who never turns down free food. (Accurate.**)
A few flakes of snow are drifting out of the sky: not enough to stick, surely not enough for a white Christmas, but better than nothing.
* I mean, I'm assuming that's what they both are. If you speak Russian but have an extremely German-sounding last name. That we have MULTIPLE Russian-Jewish immigrants in Accounting seems to me a rather remarkable coincidence that I assume has some kind of weird backstory.
** One of many habits I picked up in grad. school and never grew out of. Up there with drinking too much coffee, occasionally peppering my conversation with German words and phrases, andusing the sort of vocab. that my coworkers sometimes need a dictionary for wait I've done that since probably High School.
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It is a quiet day at the office: I mean, we have a lot to do, but half of everyone's out and the reception desk is gonna close at two, and after that people tend to start drifting away. One of my Russian-Jewish* coworkers from Accounting had apparently brought in borscht for someone else who failed to show up, so she decided that I should have it instead, either in thanks for my holiday Stollen baking for the office or on the basis of the fact that I look like the guy who never turns down free food. (Accurate.**)
A few flakes of snow are drifting out of the sky: not enough to stick, surely not enough for a white Christmas, but better than nothing.
* I mean, I'm assuming that's what they both are. If you speak Russian but have an extremely German-sounding last name. That we have MULTIPLE Russian-Jewish immigrants in Accounting seems to me a rather remarkable coincidence that I assume has some kind of weird backstory.
** One of many habits I picked up in grad. school and never grew out of. Up there with drinking too much coffee, occasionally peppering my conversation with German words and phrases, and
