This happens everywhere I work. It must be something to do with the places I go, no?
Because of a space reorganization where I work I have moved to a different location. Gone, I'm afraid, is my view of the Santa Cruz mountains. I had the best seat in the house.
And this for a mere contractor.
A number of people have stopped by my new digs with the complaint: "How will I know all the new gadgets that are out there now you've moved?"
Gadget king it would seem.
Something to do with the iPhone ("I knew you'd have a power adapter, you have everything!"), the MacBook Air ("Do you just by everything Apple makes, no matter what the cost?"), the e-Book readers ("Of course you have a Kindle, but a Sony too?), now the MacBook ("Have you seen the new 17" one? Are you going to get one?") that have been seen in my possession over the year.
No one seems to take quite as much notice of the, seriously non-High Tech, fountain pens I usually have with me. Well, not High Tech, apart from the Namiki Pilot Vanishing Point.
It's always been thus, and I cannot really blame them. I'm a gadget nut, always have been, likely to always be.
And the raw silk? Well, it was cold that day and a short sleeved shirt wasn't going to cut it. And I have this gorgeous raw silk shirt that just needed an outing. And I do love silk.
Someone took a look at me and said "Raw silk and gadgets." I suspect she summed me up quite well.