A Friday on the Job

Going out to random bridges around the city is usually lonely. Ok not usually, always. But on Friday I had a little bit of an interesting day. After taking care of some paperwork in the office, I set out to inspect 4 bridges near the University.

The first bridge was on Crowchild by 9th Ave. I got honked at twice. It could have been to scare me. Or could have been the hot orange vest I wear!

The second bridge was on Crowchild too but by 14th Ave. Some homeless guy carrying a garbage bag full of recycleables asked me if I was a mechanical engineer. I said no, civil, and he proceeded to tell me about his experience in the oil patch (or something. I didn't really understand him. He was using big words.) and I continued to said o wow, I see, uh huh. Then he launched into another story about how he was sleeping off some beers on a park bench downtown and some policemen came and gave him a $250 ticket for loitering, and a $150 ticket for alcohol possesion, and some other stuff and how the police in Calgary are way more aggressive than in Vancouver or anywhere else. I got a little freaked out to be honest, but eventually he went away.

The third bridge was the pedestrian bridge at the University LRT station. There I saw my old roommate's horrible religion studies teacher. I went to some of her classes and and ended up arguing with him about whether or not Jesus was learned.

The fourth bridge was a really small timber one in University Park. I walked up the path to it (again in my sweet orange vest) and two older ladies had just crossed it with their little dog. I did the inspection and went back to my car but then realized I didn't take any pictures so I decided to go back, and here were these same ladies just crossing the bridge again!

So that was the day.

O ya, and in case you're interested. We've conditionally bought a house.

Laura.