Growth
5/18 '17
Here are the seedings Madeline gave me.
I transplanted 3 into larger pots, broke open the compost bin, and mixed that nasty stanky liquid in, gave them a soak. Vince had offered me cocktail hour before I went outside to re-pot them, and for some reason, Maslow's Need Hierarchy made me say, "in a minute, I have to play in the dirt first."
Clearly, I need more pots. And dirt. And plants.
Today I communicated with a deaf person and a person from Mali (who spoke French; not at the same time) via a translation line. I'm living in the FUTURE.
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What's a translation line? Is it like what the people use at the UN? Is there an actual translator person on the phone, or is it a comput0r?
In the case of the deaf person, I called his phone number, It rerouted to someplace, I heard a recording that said, "please wait," and then it connected to a guy who sounded like Standard 20-Something White Mid-Atlantic American Male. He talked like it was a normal conversation, and typed what I said, almost as quickly I spoke.
Interestingly enough, the guy to whom I was actually talking was kind of a prick, and the poor translator was caught in the middle.
The French call was different. I called a translation service and plugged in codes for my office and French. The call was routed to a native speaker of English, French, and Haitian French. She called the woman on her cell phone to make a three way call.
So I had to keep trying to get the woman to make eye contact with me, to remember it's me she's talking to, not the translator on the phone.
Thank you for explaining this to me.