Sunday, January 16, 2011

Tripper Gall Bladder Problems

Day 16

Although the world seems to stand still sometimes completely - in the end they still continue to rotate.

The new lecturer rotated again as the expert he is, and his sphere zerwirbelt everything that was not nailed firmly and still to some extent rust-free. He has packed the entire kitchen delegation in their white dresses and their green hats and with them occupied the spacious teaching kitchen. Gone are the days heat up to which only the volunteers from the service a few eggs in the small kitchen for pre-employment measures "(BvB) on the back burner, now everyone will have the schonmal a wooden spoon saw on TV used. Appetizers, desserts, between meals, vacuum, pressure and side dishes - there are so many ways, they must perceive stop only once.

suddenly seems to be back together, Mrs. W.. She must no longer take care of the kitchen staff but finally can it, or better our energy to the really important tasks can be given to z.Bsp. Cleaning out drawers, cutlery umpolieren, dust zerwischen and window wipe.

also Mrs. W. himself has much to do: the Post is here and will be distributed. Some weeks ago the good lady has asked us for our shoe sizes, and finally the order is received. 25 € per foot one has made it cost to that is worthwhile: the high-quality Crocs give size and grip and it is these properties, most participants have desperately needed, many but when slipping along the downward social spiral by at least half a shoulder height become smaller . With so much

Hold on the foot and optimism in my heart I spontaneously decide to seek the co-ordinator Mr H.. He is the one that every Monday in the conference room of the New participants said the shooting conditions, he handed over the house rules disguised as soul and guides the assignment of contracts linked then on a tour of humility through the camp, shows each of its prospective participation space.

I came namely heard that Mr H. alongside being a devil's advocate also extremely good job taking shots. He is sitting in an office on the first floor of the main building and keep lamps, light and screen ready, always hoping that someone finds the way to him. This would happen not too often, because really promoted this fact is not open. Mr. H., but refers the OK, he said, "if it has already gotten around to you in the catering trade, then it can not be so bad."

And he is actually very good photos, his camera will automatically take multiple photos in rapid sequence, he manages to be optimal back and neck posture. He is radiant from sheer happiness about the fact that I am as a model, a real natural talent and had entered with so much motivation and appreciation of his office. His eyes sparkle in this moment of personal happiness, he has found his niche, keeps his jewel protected by sticky dust of everyday camp life.

While he rightly cut the images on the PC, I try to bring some constructive criticisms. That the people here have no other choice but to lose all hope that you could make the most of it at least once, creating flexible options instead of rigid management structure. That was me, at least so through the head. The relentless diminution of the above sticky everyday camp life was however to neither confrontation nor ability to articulate, so I said only a few superficial concerns in a friendly tone, that have been flagged as friendly.

in passing is no revolution to be made, I must prepare myself better.

The road is long and dirty.

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