Squandrous. A brain dump, of sorts.

Reflections on the new job

There’s an ice cream truck that sits in front of the building where I work, and from what I’ve heard from colleagues, it sits there at lunchtime every day during the summer.

Ice cream trucks have an irresistible allure to me. If I see one on a hot day, it is almost impossible for me to pass by without buying something.

Having one outside the office every day surely will not be good for my bank account.

Yes, a whole day at a new job and all I can think of ice cream.