Hungry and frustrated. The bed was comfortable (it was a BED, not an airplane seat…yay!), but Im still jet-lagged. Need…coffee…
India didn’t come through for me (at least, not yet). We’re due @ UBS around 8am, and we haven’t eaten yet.
Met some interesting people yesterday…Kurt, the guy w/cool blue eyes and a quick smile who seems to be under a great deal of pressure, Yvonne the 6-foot-tall middle aged gal who’s our main contact. All were nice, and UBS seems much like any other large corporation, when you get down to it–cubes and politics and processes to follow for everything.
Saw nothing of Zurich except for my hotel & UBS, aside from our 1km walk back from UBS last night. Have seen more fine German automobiles than ever in my life…mmm….:)
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All I’m left with today is hope–hope that we’ll somehow figure out why the databases won’t let us write as expected, hope that I don’t have to spend the weekend in this foreign place away from all I know, hope that I don’t look like a fool for not being well enough prepared. . .