Well my father has come and gone from last week. We had a great time walking around the city, going to movies, getting dinner and general hanging out of his company in NYC. We had a fancy night where we had dinner at the 21 Club and then went and saw a Broadway show (Memphis). Good, not great.
This week has been rough as far as work goes, and it only proves to get more intense. We had an intake of over 100 students from Saudi Arabia alone, and they're all generally very sweet and kind, the problem is that their agencies told them we would provide housing for them, so they're all showing up on the spot and looking for places to live immediately. Overall, they're also just very high maintenance in general. One of them clearly had a cleft lip that was restored by surgery and has just one tooth, and combine this with low English and a thick accent, and it is frustratingly impossible to understand him (not his fault!) but it takes the whole staff to come try to decipher even one of his questions, and he seems to have a lot.
Waking up this morning I was already looking forward to sleeping in this weekend but then I remembered: oh shoot, I can't, because this weekend is VEGAS BABY. Just six days til my birthday
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