Returned to regular nine-to-fivery yesterday, starting on a Friday for administrative reasons. Lots of being introduced and instantly forgetting names before getting myself and my desk detritus installed.
Plush lunch with new colleagues: steak, wine and strawberry ice-cream on the top floor of staff house. Like many campus buildings, it seems altitude is tied to seniority and privilege. You can amuse yourself for a few seconds, like I did, imagining the chancellor’s pad at the top of the clock tower. Almost makes the arduous graduation ceremonies worth it.
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