Yesterday I put my sensible head on and attended an Acrobat 8 training course. My not-so-sensible head had to be left behind with my packed lunch. (I realised my packed lunch would not be needed as luncheon vouchers would be issued with the training notes, writing pad and pen.)
And it seems to be one extreme to the other with me. I'm either darting around and panicking about the time, or arriving at places ridiculously early. I arrived at the training course ridiculously early - 45 minutes before the scheduled time. I was worried there would be delays on the trains or I'd find myself hopelessly lost, searching for the correct building. Therefore I left my house with plenty of time to spare, and to my astonishment, the trains were running without any delays and my map reading was a success.
So a coffee was purchased to kick-start my brain into gear and I sat in the course seating area, nervously reading the notes and hoping I would understand all the technical jargon.
My not-so-new boss arrived shortly after me. "Blimey you're keen," she commented. Then the two of us disappeared into the designated room with the tutor.
The course began. Just the one small complaint, the tutor was fond of demonstrating the Acrobat package to us at lightening speed. "Could you repeat that please?" and "I'm lost!" could be heard too many times from my not-so-new-boss and I. Sometimes these words were said with annoyance, sometimes amusement, and sometimes pure and utter despair.
We managed to complete the course, and I now understand Acrobat 8. Should there ever be any doubts regarding my understanding, I have a certificate to prove it.
Two more courses are booked for this week. I'm hoping to be a fountain of knowledge before the week is out. Or maybe I'll just be very tired.
Picture of the day is Westminster Abbey, which is situated near the training course building:
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