Travel to Insanity

cwest on 2003-07-13T22:25:12

The train trip is 1.5 hours, not .75 hours. At least, that's my experience. The trip back has been eventful, interesting, and odd. The first clue of a botched trip was easily the traveling pyramid-scheme sales people who tried to sell to someone who was clearly not a business man (me). The second clue I had was the ticket counter telling me I missed my flight. Just after that was the cup of ashes sold to me by Coffee People, half of the pay-phones working half the time, no internet access in a town that's supposed to be the best wireless covered on earth, and the staff of the deli being clearly uneducated in the workings of a retail point-of-sale system. If you haven't guessed, I'm annoyed.

I'm on the train now, on my way back to Allison and the Perl 6 Design meeting. At least I'll have something interesting to do while I wait till 7:00pm to find out if I can come home tonight. I was just telling Allison last night that I've been much better in the past year of not botching trips, but throw that out the window.

This is where impostor syndrome kicks in and I forget that everyone else is just as imperfect as I am. So instead I'll enjoy the view of industrial Portland on the east side of the City Center.

I want to take just a minute to talk about these salesman. They are part of a "personal franchise" convention. There are possibly thousands of brainwashed salesman here in Portland trying to convince people that if they start their own private business that's dependent on the main business, there will be wealth in abundance. They took the time to tell me that the person who pulled them into "The Business" can pay cash for a Lexus, has his house paid for, and can golf anytime he wants. Also, part of "the deal" is that when you "come into" the franchise you have to help another person "come into" the franchise, to share the knowledge and wealth. I played nice long enough to hear all this, and replied with "oh, that's nice" and "interesting" and so on. They abused me shortly before leaving the train by assaulting me with their canned sales pitch and contact information. This was not nice.

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