Friday flashback

Ah, the 1990s. I was young and carefree and unattached.

I was working in another world, where I planned to travel and market products everywhere, just so I'd get to go on trips. There was no such thing as travelling without my favorite Swiss Army knife that I bought in Switzerland.

I eventually went on a few trips, but alas, my employer never paid for them.

From my desk, via fax machine and the occasional local meeting, I met people from around the world  in my office in RehabLand. When I travelled, I visited my coworkers. I always planned a year in advance, got super cheap fares and even stayed in a youth hostel or two.

I had a blast learning about the places where my coworkers came from. I saw mountains, valleys, stadiums, fireworks, suspension bridges, and even a shoe museum. I visited castles and candy factories. I met butchers, greengrocers and bakers.

I worked for a boss who had a mental disorder. It was crazy, but it was fun.

Wonder if I'll say the same about right now one of these days?