Well, he’s not exactly a kid seeing as how he is even older than me!

I picked up my new employee Dennis from the airport yesterday without a hitch.  Traffic was relatively light given that this is a holiday weekend and all.  Made it there and back in less than an hour each way.  And didn’t get lost this time.  Owing mostly to my refusal to listen to my navigator (and Deputy) Corine.

There was a slight problem at the gate getting on post however.  See, it is supposed to be with two IDs and a copy of your PCS (permanent change of station) orders you can access the base without being signed on/escorted.  It was a no go last night however and that’s something I will address with the Provost Marshall tomorrow.  Seems one of the IDs has to be DoD issued.  The problem is, you can’t get a DoD ID until you have been in-processed.  Which you can’t do until you get on post and the CPAC opens Monday morning.  A classic military Catch-22.  The work around was signing Dennis on as a guest, but that is a pain in the rear because that’s only good for 24 hours.  Which means a Sunday trip to the base.  Of course, I delegated that responsibility to my Deputy, but still.  The other problem is you are technically required to escort the individual with the guest pass at all times.  That’s not really possible in this circumstance unless I spent the night with him at Dragon Hill Lodge.  I was pretty pissed about the situation last night as it was quite an embarrassment and not a good first impression of life as an Army civilian for Dennis.  Ah well.

Anyway, as is my tradition I took my new arrival out on the town (read: Itaewon).  I’ve found that the best way to adjust to the new zone is to stay up late that first night.  This tends to get you back in the right sleeping pattern quicker.  So, we started with some drinks at Dolce Vita, then headed over to Don Valley for Dennis’ introduction to Korean food.  It’s kinda fun to watch and relive the experience of discovering all that Korean goodness.  We did samgyapsal and bulgogi and of course Dennis loved it all.

Afterwards we hit the norebang and shared some songs.  I do believe Dennis enjoyed himself.  I know I did.

And so ends one more mindless post that cannot possibly hold anyone’s interest but my own.  But then, that’s what this blog is all about, right?