I left the house less than 5 mins after Greg this morning.
Him on his BIKE (that's a human-powered one) and me in my car.
We travel in generally the same direction, a little northwest for about 4 miles, to cross (him) and get on (me) the highway; but using different routes - because he chooses ones with bike lanes and I choose ones with fewer traffic lights and stops.
Today, he crossed in front of me about 1/2 mile from the highway.
I think its ridiculous that the traffic I had to sit in between my house and that street was so bad that he, on his route with more lights and stops, got there at the same time. Ridiculous, I say!
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I don't think about this too often, because its just normal at this point; but today something happened that startled me into the reality.
My office is EXTREMELY diverse! We have people from all over the world of all different races and ethnicities: Chinese, Indian, Native American, white, black, African-American (me and this guy from Kenya), Mexican, Peruvian, Lebanese, Iraqi, Bangladeshi, and I'm sure I'm missing someone...
We joke about it in my department because there are probably only 2 people who were actually born in America working in the department (ok, that might be an exageration, but its enough that they are always in the minority at meetings).
Most of the time, I don't really think about it...
But today, as I was walking down the hall, the guy from Peru was giving comments to a guy from Mexico on his engineering design, in Spanish!
It was pretty cool.