My Greek Olympics: Work...

Dealing with Siemens, Chia Pet and SAIC:

We had office space at Siemens, but no one from Siemens seemed to want to help or do anything to get things going. On top of this, we had a bunch of new SAIC shits who came over and knew nothing of what or why we were doing things. One of the guys was some one who did some work in Salt Lake while I was there. He was supposed to do the training plans, but he didn't really seem to know much about training. One day after everyone else left, I was closing things down and Garry was there too. He came over to ask a question about something and the sun light was coming from behind his head. The light made the hair in his ears really shine and I couldn't take my eyes away. The only thing I could think of was a Chia Pet. So Garry became 'Chia Pet', the nick-names started to flow after that.

During this time we had many idiots coming in, Jay and Vic were off at other places and David was around some, but I had to deal with others alone. Ron was hanging around and George and we had moved away from the contract work and on to planning for the system install and IET1 issues. The corporate types rally made the work harder than it was. Siemens of course didn't seem to do anything.

Feeling like home:

One night we all were thinking about were to go to eat, Vic suggested we go to an area near his apartment in Thesio. We all walked from the annex to Monastiraki, then up around the flee market to Vic's place. We walked to the corner and there was a place with tables out in the little plaza area. We sat down and took a look at the menu. The menu had lots of fish which I liked and some other usual stuff. The waitress came out and we asked a few questions, she said she will bring out the fish tray to see what they had.

Thesio area of Athens

When she returned, she had a large tray with all kinds of fish and lobster. She described each and picked up one of the lobsters, it seemed dead. She said in a joking voice, the batteries had run out and they would get new ones. We all laughed and ordered, Vic got the lobster pasta, I got grilled bass and the others ordered different fish. George was kind of bitching about the price and we all thought he would try to bum a meal by not putting in enough.

This was a classic George move, everyone puts money in the pot and when it is counted there is only a few dollars more needed, that's when George puts his money in and only a fraction of what he should. Soon we take his money first to make sure he pays his fare share. George turns out to be a real cheep guy and is always looking at getting over on others. As David would say, he is tighter that a fly's ass stuck on fly paper.