Adversity Bonds
Arrived in Munich this morning from Prague. I was on my own for about 30 minutes after I left Magda, Agata, and Marketa in the station, but I got on the train and started talking with the two girls to my right. They're going to Florence too, so we're together for the long haul (about 22 hours). I haven't randomly run into somebody I know in more than a week, so I was getting a bit anxious, but one of the girls went to school with Ali Cohen (shout out to her, wherever she is), so I'm declaring partial victory.
The train was basically empty from Prague to Dresden, but a trainload loaded there, complicating things. A man smelling offensively of cigarettes and beer, and dressed offensively in demin, showed up with a reservation for the same seat as me. Hmm. He sat down in an empty seat behind me (I had three hours' seat-seniority on him). Then he took off his shoes. DEAR GOD. It took a few seconds to figure out where the smell was coming from. I checked my armpits. Nope. The girls and I started discussing the problem in Chinese. Other people started to notice, including the Austrian cellist that had taken the seat to my left. She expressed her preference of my presence in the seat to the alternative. We tried to MacGuyver some solutions to the problem. Scarves came out. I tried pouring mouthwash on the armrest. No success, but we were all instant friends.
Then the train got fuller. Someone came for the seat The Offensiveness was over-filling, which meant he came for my seat. The conductor said our double-bookingwas not possible; no mistakes on Die Bahn. Upon consultation, my reservation failed to be for the correct day. The ticket office in Prague on Monday must have heard 'tomorrow' when I said 'today'. The crowd goes wild, with distress. The conductor kindly lets me take a seat further back in the train at no charge, but I was literally fearing for the life of this Austrian girl, Magdalena (two in one day!).
Uneventful from there, for me. I came back and visited in the morning after he got off the train. I lost my glasses case somewhere on the train and should go buy a new one before the train. I arrive in Florence at 5:56 pm after crossing the Alps. I hope we don't spend too much time in tunnels. Hasta Italia, todos.
The train was basically empty from Prague to Dresden, but a trainload loaded there, complicating things. A man smelling offensively of cigarettes and beer, and dressed offensively in demin, showed up with a reservation for the same seat as me. Hmm. He sat down in an empty seat behind me (I had three hours' seat-seniority on him). Then he took off his shoes. DEAR GOD. It took a few seconds to figure out where the smell was coming from. I checked my armpits. Nope. The girls and I started discussing the problem in Chinese. Other people started to notice, including the Austrian cellist that had taken the seat to my left. She expressed her preference of my presence in the seat to the alternative. We tried to MacGuyver some solutions to the problem. Scarves came out. I tried pouring mouthwash on the armrest. No success, but we were all instant friends.
Then the train got fuller. Someone came for the seat The Offensiveness was over-filling, which meant he came for my seat. The conductor said our double-bookingwas not possible; no mistakes on Die Bahn. Upon consultation, my reservation failed to be for the correct day. The ticket office in Prague on Monday must have heard 'tomorrow' when I said 'today'. The crowd goes wild, with distress. The conductor kindly lets me take a seat further back in the train at no charge, but I was literally fearing for the life of this Austrian girl, Magdalena (two in one day!).
Uneventful from there, for me. I came back and visited in the morning after he got off the train. I lost my glasses case somewhere on the train and should go buy a new one before the train. I arrive in Florence at 5:56 pm after crossing the Alps. I hope we don't spend too much time in tunnels. Hasta Italia, todos.
posted by duke at 08:26
1 Comments:
So, when I read the title of your post, I assumed it was about a new kind of tradable security.
Think about it: it pays out when you face adversity, perhaps? Personally I'd call it "confrontation insurance", but you should feel free to market it however you like. It's your product, after all.
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