Time Management

Last week, my officemate (the South African one, not the Belgian one who is back in Belgium now) and I decided that we were going to language swap. She would teach me Afrikaans and, in return, I would teach her French. A much better swap for me as my French is rustier than my bike! Anyway, we had just taught each other the months of the year, so I decided that I should multitask and instead of just wasting time walking places, I would practice my Afrikaans while doing so. There I was, briskly walking to one of my many very important meetings and in what I thought was an ingenious form of time management, practicing my months. “Januarie, Februarie, Maart, April, Mai…” I had just reached Julie, when all of a sudden the man walking towards me shoots me a weird look and furtively crosses to the other side of the street, mid-block, almost getting hit by a surprised driver in the process. Some people just have no consideration for the safety of others! I’m sure wherever he was in a hurry to be could have waited until there was a safe place to cross...