So there are very few people I know, and only one that I would still call a friend (and he in Australia, so it doesn't really count) that still work for my former company... the one that killed a small part of me and still encouraged the better parts of me to resist the world that it is a part of...
Anyway. Mia, my current lover, the girl who wakes me up each day with her face on my breasts, licking me seductively... and I are out for our evening stroll. We are sitting on a bench overlooking the Charles River. It is another in a string of perfect peach colored evenings. Along comes a large German Shepherd whose name I cannot remember but means "little boy" in Swedish, and "fuck" in Danish... He and his youngish preppy friendly owner, Johnathan are coming back from the Park Street dog park. We get to talking about dogs, leash laws, Boston... He is Swedish, here for a few months doing research with HMS. We are making easy and casual conversation and I ask him if he had been to Boston before moving here last March. "Just once." he says, adding, "For a birthday party."
"That must have been some fun birthday party, to fly across the ocean and all"
"It was! For a man who started a company, just over there" He pointed in the direction of the Museum of Science. ""EF Education. It was incredible. He hired Elton John and put us all up in a four star hotel!"
"You went to Bertil Hult's birthday party?" I ask, completely astounded... not that this young man knew Bertil, who he practically grew up with as a second father, but that the world of EF continues to follow me.
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I am again smoking out the apartment because I needed to eat something and all I had was this frozen organic pesto mozzarella pizza that I bought last week from the Co-op and refuse to microwave. I have now nearly eaten the entire thing, and feel fairly ill. The good news is that I biked back and forth and then walked back and forth between Medford and Boston a few times today so must have at least burned a quarter of the calories I just consumed.
Turns out it is another night in with a lovely dog. It is soberingly sad that I have spent the most romantic moments of my summer in the company of dogs. So soberingly sad that it calls for another glass of wine.
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EF finally lifted the required tie rule. I feel vindicated. My work is done here.
well i was going to comment on the bertil thing, but is it true that they finally lifted the required tie rule???
are they still accepting applications for TCs? im IN
what is all this about ties? i have no ideas about ties...other than I have none to EF!!! HAHAHAH
Matt,
I'd like to think that you, me and Adam Shonkoff had something to do with ties no longer being necessary.
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