The outrage continues.
Okay, so maybe outrage is the wrong word. I’m just frustrated with my inability to communicate effectively in this country. As I told you yesterday, there was a slight miscommunication between myself and the owner of a camera shop that I had turned my film into. I thought he had said, “Come back after 7 in the afternoon.” So I got there at 7:15 at they’re closed. So I’m thinking that what he meant to say was “Come back before 7 in the afternoon.” So I was annoyed, but I figured that after my first class today I would have something to look forward to. So I walk in today and give the guy my slips. He looks at my quizzically and says, “Five more days.”
Oh, now I get it. He meant to say, “Come back after 7 days, in the afternoon.”
Does that seem like a lot of time required to develop four rolls of film? It does to me. Maybe it’s because I asked for a photo CD with each roll, but in the States that doesn’t mean extra time.
So I must confess that once again I will not be posting up photographs as promised. Oh well, what are promises if you can’t break them? If their timetable is what they say it is I won’t have them until next Monday. Even if they were done earlier I won’t be in town to pick them up. Friday and Saturday I will be in Venice, and Sunday is still up in the air but I will be somewhere.
Last night was sad in Miami. The Heat were bounced out of the playoffs by the Pacers in a 73-70 loss. The Pacers won the series 4-2. And it wasn’t even a headline anywhere because of Randy Johnson’s perfect game in Atlanta.
Okay, now to pick up some lunch. I think I’ll read for a couple of hours (I’m not sure what, but I’ve got plenty). Then it’s off to Modern Italy, which today is being held in the Bobli Gardens at the Palazzo Vecchio.
