402 Laurel Gate Drive,
Waterloo ON
N2T 2S6.
Canada
I still don't have a phone, but am available on Skype (Paul Lusina).
Hope you're all doing well in your respective locations!
Paul.
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It was a cloudy morning as I made my way by foot to RIM-7 to participate in the orientation. It was a full day indoctrination. There were about 45 initiates today, and the facilitator said that such numbers had become the norm.
It was a diverse group, with people starting in all areas from finance, to customer service, to manufacturing, to product development. Members hailed from the
Rhonda, the facilitator did an excellent job of making the flood of information entertaining. Topics covered benefits, safety, ergonomics, harassment, security, and the company history. It is freely acknowledged the BlackBerry (correct corporate spelling) has a bit of a cult following. The clip that they showed that caught my eye was the BlackBerry Helmet, as modeled by Rick Mercer http://www.cbc.ca/mercerreport/videos/blackberry.wvx
After the orientation session, I was met by Farzaneh, my manager. She’s great, and I think we’ll have a good time collaborating. I was shown around the building, and introduced to people of importance. She was very apologetic that my BlackBerry, laptop and desktop computer was not ready. Apparently the IT desk was not used to processing new hires with less than a week of lead time.
Tuesday saw me in the thick of things. Jennifer, the project coordinator for the group brought me my badge of honour, a BlackBerry Perl. Nice looking device. After two days I’m still getting used to all the different options. Seems like I’m connected to everything all the time now. When I asked Jennifer how to turn it off, she laughed at my naivety, and said that no one ever turns them off!
Wednesday was a series of meetings, two of which were technical, and I got the chance to see what the antenna group is working on, and how it relates to my job. I then met the VP of Technology, Mark Pecen. He’s both brilliant, and a people person. He has loads of experience in industry and research. His philosophy as a manager is one of service and to make sure that his people have all the resources they need to do their job. Our one hour meeting helped perk me up after the waves of information that were crashing around me the past three days.
I have used my mobile phone a couple of times to make calls, and I find that I talk much louder. I think this is because of the perception that there is no microphone directly infront of my mouth, like in a classic phone receiver. I thought that mobile users spoke loud because the were showboating. I think it has more to do with ergonomics of the handsets.
Waterloo is not an easy place to get around. The streets don't run in a nice grid fashion like in Vancouver. King St (the main drag) runs N-S in Waterloo, and E-W in Kitchener. University also changes direction, as does Philips St. and Weber street (pronounced Weeber by the locals), to name a few. Trying to find a short-cut going through the residental streets is pretty much a lost cause. This is a maze of twisting roads and dead ends.
So this ends the scheduled blogging for paulinwaterloo. I wanted to get all of the mundane repetitive information out to as many of you in cyberspace as possible. Looking forward to more personal correspondence with you in the future. My citizen address is pushbikepaul@gmail.com.
Cheers,
Paul.
Friday, with my Grandpa's minivan loaded up, my mom and I headed off to
Saturday I set out to explore the city, VISA card in hand. First stop was McPhal's bike shop to replace my helmet, and buy a lock. My Santa Clause style bike bags were a magnet for Donald, who I found checking them out as I was returning from a purchase.
Donald is an touring cyclist, and we exchanged stories in the swealtering heat. Turns out that he’s an instructor at the
This friendly trend continued through out the day, when asking for directions, dealing with sales people and talking to folks about my bike. Usually one has to resort to walking a puppy to get this level of interest from strangers.
Ken was the second biker of interest that I hooked up with. He’s an avid mountain biker and grandfather. Ken speaks with enthusiasm, and many gestures between puffs on his cigarette. He is definitely a non-conformist, and has a good sense of humour and a big heart. Much of his spare time is spent volunteering for ‘Recycle cycles’. This is an arm of an outreach community project called ‘The Working Centre (http://www.theworkingcentre.org/). Seems like a place that I would like to spend some of my free time.
Dinner with Donald and Greg was at a Tapas Restaurant of very high caliber, upon Donald’s invitation. Greg worked for Research in Motion for the past 7 years, and only recently moved to
Work eve on Sunday was spent unpacking. Found a nearby church (St. Michael’s) which is practically on the
Where I lived in
I also met the folks that I’m sharing my residence with. Sudeep (?) and his wife Johdi (?) are a couple from
Peter is completing his undergrad in a computer science related field. He’s a quite friendly type, that is pretty busy with course work.
Richard is starting a second career as a library scientist. He’s completing his master’s in this field. It’s quite a career change from the approximately 20 years experience in marketing in the gas BBQ industry.
Included are also a couple of pictures of my ‘deluxe’ room, and the house. I’m really excited about the shed where I can do bike repairs, it’s a dream come true. The kitchen still needs some gadgets, but the basics are there. If you’re coming for dinner though, you might want to bring you own plate.
My office in RIM 4 The shed!
Back yard of 91 McDougall Front yard of 91 McDougal
The closet / guest room. Mom said it is every girl's dream to have a storage space this large!
Back yard looking from my bed room window.Today I departed from
The flight was rather routine and touchdown was on time. My parents were there to pick me up at the airport and we had a good hour or so to catch up as we slogged through rush hour traffic on the 401.
Wednesday, I went to
The outskirts of the town is ringed with box stores and strip malls. New housing developments lack the charm of the old downtown.
There is a large Mennonite community just north of
On our drive around the city, we also looked in on a 'deluxe student room' in a shared house, about 2km from my future office. Donna, the landlady was desperate to rent, and offered a bargain basement price. As it turns out, her offer was the best one that I saw during my house hunting, and this is my present home.
After meeting Manfred the owner of St. Moritz Bakery, and a small lunch, I bid farewell to
After paying first and last month's rent do Donna, I made my way, quite content back to