Then-and-now meme
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You comment (include your age in case I don't know it), I give you an age and you respond to the meme questions with what applied to you back then, and what's true now.
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clawfoot gave me 26.
Blimey, 20 years! That does not seem possible. So 1993:
I lived in: a large rented bungalow in a tiny village called Caldecott just outside Cambridge. The heating was completely inadequate so we were very cold a lot of the time! I remember it had an absolutely huge bathroom with a sink in one corner, a loo in another and a bath in the third and just one small heater. The house was from a time when people used to get old railway carriage and literally build a house around it. Once the house was complete they would demolish the carriage. It left a very strange shaped house behind!
I drove: I still hadn't taken my driving test at this point. Neither of my parents drove (because a) they couldn't afford to run a car and b) my dad suffers from narcolepsi) so I never learned as teenager. I started taking lessons towards the end of the year (because I needed to drive for a job I was applying for), in a little red VW Polo we'd bought, but I didn't actually pass my test until early the next year.
I was in a relationship with: already married topennski by this point.
I feared: pretty much everything, but significantly poverty and nuclear war. One of the maybe slightly shallow things that drive me is that I don't want to be as bad off as my parents when I retire. On the other great fear: I don't know that anyone even 10 years younger than me will really understand that particular one. My age-group pretty much expected to be blown up in a nuclear war eventually and like so many I used to have nightmares about it. I still do very occasionally.
I worked at: Cambridge University Press on a one year contract as a Vista programmer (a programming language that was pretty much just used by publishing companies.) To this day it was the best job I ever had. It was a very small department (13 people) in an office perched on the back of the warehouse and we had so much fun! It was a perfect example of the fact that fun and productivity go hand in hand. If they could have offered me a permanent job I'd probably still be there now.
I wanted to be: I could never decide; I never really wanted to work in IT, I just fell into it and never left. I did apply for a copy editor job at CUP while I was working there; I even got an interview!
You comment (include your age in case I don't know it), I give you an age and you respond to the meme questions with what applied to you back then, and what's true now.
clawfoot gave me 26.Blimey, 20 years! That does not seem possible. So 1993:
I lived in: a large rented bungalow in a tiny village called Caldecott just outside Cambridge. The heating was completely inadequate so we were very cold a lot of the time! I remember it had an absolutely huge bathroom with a sink in one corner, a loo in another and a bath in the third and just one small heater. The house was from a time when people used to get old railway carriage and literally build a house around it. Once the house was complete they would demolish the carriage. It left a very strange shaped house behind!
Today, we've been in the same small town in North Hampshire since 1994 and in the current house since 1998, which we will be extending starting in (gulp!) two weeks!
I drove: I still hadn't taken my driving test at this point. Neither of my parents drove (because a) they couldn't afford to run a car and b) my dad suffers from narcolepsi) so I never learned as teenager. I started taking lessons towards the end of the year (because I needed to drive for a job I was applying for), in a little red VW Polo we'd bought, but I didn't actually pass my test until early the next year.
Today, I sadly drive a red BMW 2 Series. Not my personal choice (I grit my teeth at all the comments about BMW drivers), but sadly it's a company car and I didn't have a choice.
I was in a relationship with: already married to
pennski by this point.
Today, still with
I feared: pretty much everything, but significantly poverty and nuclear war. One of the maybe slightly shallow things that drive me is that I don't want to be as bad off as my parents when I retire. On the other great fear: I don't know that anyone even 10 years younger than me will really understand that particular one. My age-group pretty much expected to be blown up in a nuclear war eventually and like so many I used to have nightmares about it. I still do very occasionally.
Today, still everything, but with slightly better coping mechanisms. Well, sometimes...
I worked at: Cambridge University Press on a one year contract as a Vista programmer (a programming language that was pretty much just used by publishing companies.) To this day it was the best job I ever had. It was a very small department (13 people) in an office perched on the back of the warehouse and we had so much fun! It was a perfect example of the fact that fun and productivity go hand in hand. If they could have offered me a permanent job I'd probably still be there now.
Today, well, I've talked about that quite enough over the last few weeks...
I wanted to be: I could never decide; I never really wanted to work in IT, I just fell into it and never left. I did apply for a copy editor job at CUP while I was working there; I even got an interview!
Today, much the same really. I've always said I'd be happy to leave IT, if only I could work out what I wanted to do instead! I would love to work in another small department at CUP eventually. I'm not really a very corporate person and I've fallen about as far up the ladder as I would ever want to be!
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Date: 2013-03-29 08:13 pm (UTC)