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Tag Archives: work
Of the name of this blog, the hermit part actually suits me better than the happy part. Or, to be more precise, happiness often depends on hermitness. It’s becoming increasingly harder to become hermity, though, not least because the number … Continue reading
Zur deutschen Fassung dieses Artikels. To fight the Corona virus pandemic, Romania has imposed a very strict curfew, which is being controlled by the police and by the military. Now, the happiest people are those living in the countryside and … Continue reading
“Why do you want to work for the Intelligence Service, Mr Moser?” “Well, I think I am quite intelligent.” “Ok. You will hear from us.” I never did. Links: More from the world of espionage. And more about work, of … Continue reading
Zur deutschen Fassung dieses Texts. Readers of this blog will have noticed that I am a radical Atheist. But there is one religious idea that I have incorporated in my life, although in a secular version. It’s the idea of … Continue reading
Humans who are cold can’t really be beautiful. Nature can. It looks like the perfect day for a long walk, with the sun shining from above and being reflected by the snow on the ground. So much light, and so … Continue reading
I went on a date, which was of course a mistake. As we were cruising in her Volkswagen Golf, stopping at green lights and crossing red ones, she asked a straightforward question: “So, what do you want to do next … Continue reading
From a conversation with a potential client on Upwork: They didn’t hire me for the job.
When I run out of money, I sometimes have to accept tedious jobs. Last weekend, I was transcribing and translating interviews with patients receiving biopharmaceuticals for what seemed like a very serious disease. Asked about the worst part of the … Continue reading
In Bolivia there is the perfect job for people like me who have learned how to read and write, but who nonetheless prefer to work outside.