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MG and I decided to take in some of Indy's finer points tonight and watch some tennis at the Indy tennis tourney. It had been a couple of years since I had frequented the place. And tonight was some good tennis. First match was Roddick and second was Blake. It's very rare to get to see both of them play unless they're playing each other in the finals. But tonight was our lucky night. MG convinced me to get seats on the end of the Court so that we had a better angle at which to admire their butts serves. And boy, do those seats not disappoint.

Identity Crisis

As of last week, I've been at my new job for 4 months, and actually working out of my office for at least 3. Now, without getting too in depth about what I do, I work for a government agency and am the only attorney in my office. There are actually 2 agencies in my office: Agency A and Agency B. Although I work for Agency A, there are only about 18 people in the entire office and we all share a receptionist. And the kitchen is smack in the middle of Agency B's end of the office, so I see these people every day.

To get the full effect of the conversation I'm going to describe, I have to give you a little background on the physical layout of our office. The offices are laid out kind of in a U-shape with Agency A on one end and Agency B on the other. The receptionist is down on our end and the only way to get in and out of her office is to walk all the way down and come in the back way. Ergo, if you're walking down to our end from Agency B, you walk by every Agency A employee's office before getting to reception. My office shares a wall with reception and in fact has a 3 foot by 3 foot window on said wall. Until about a month ago, anyone in reception or the lobby could see directly into my office while I sat there doing work. In fact, they called it the attorney zoo. I got sick of watching everyone make copies, so I finally papered over the window to enjoy my privacy.

Anyway, all of this is leading up to a conversation I had last Friday. Our receptionist was out for the day, so some of the employees from Agency B had been filling in for her. I was at the Court House and was in a bit of a rush when I had to call back to my office and speak to any one of my coworkers. Like any government agency, we have a 4 minute directory to go through to get everyone's extension. And even though we have offices, a lot of times no one is in their office and able to pick up their phone. So if you hit someone's extension and they're not there, you can't then back out of the voice mail to try someone else's extension. You basically have to hang up and call back. So instead of wading through the whole schpeal, when I called I zeroed out to talk to the fill-in receptionist. When she picked up, this is the conversation that transpired:

Hi, this is Heidi **, the attorney for Agency A. I need to talk to someone from Agency A, but I couldn't remember any extensions. Could you peek around the corner and let one of them know I'm on the line?

Who is this?

This is Heidi. The attorney.

And what office are you calling from?

I'm from YOUR office. I'm the attorney for Agency A.

Well, I need to know what office you're from before I transfer you.

I am from YOUR office. This is Heidi. I am Agency A's attorney. I'm calling from the Court House but I couldn't remember any one's extension number. I just need to talk to someone from Agency A.

And you name is Heidi... what?

It's Heidi ***.

Oh. And you're an attorney?

Yes....

And what office are you from?

By that point I was just irritated and flat out told her to open her connecting door to Agency A and just see if anyone was back there and to tell them to pick up. One of my cowokers eventually picked up and was very formal. Not having time to deal with it, I just told her what I needed to tell her. Later, I asked her about the whole thing, and she said that the receptionist finally came back and said that there was this Heidi person on the phone who claimed she was an attorney and was demanding to speak to someone in Agency A.

Seriously, am I invisible.

Then, on Sunday at church, one of my brother's friend's dad introduced himself to me. He's the type of person that is always joking around, so I just played along with him while he told me he was friend's dad, etc etc. It was only later that my mom informed me that he thought I was my brother's girlfriend. This wouldn't have been quite as funny were it not that I've been going to church with him for 15 years, was friends with his two daughters, and had been over to their home on a few occassions before many moons ago because he was also a coworker of my dad.

I'm not sure how to handle these late developments

Music of the Moment

I love music. No, I mean, I love music. Really. Every once in a while I get on a kick on my computer where I have 3 or 4 browser windows open and I cross-reference several different artists. I start by either picking an artist or a compilation I love and checking out what Amazon would recommend to me. Or, if I'm watching a TV show, I'll google lyrics to see who's singing a song I love. And I'm overcome with giddyness when I find that a song I just heard on TV was from an artist who I'd heard the name, but didn't know what they sang. That probably makes no sense to anyone, but it is what it is. The way I found my all time favorite band, Guster, was when I was watching a movie ("Life as a House") and I heard a few songs that I loved. Turned out, they were both Guster songs and I've been hooked ever since.

Anyway, the library, I'm sure, hates when I go on these kicks. Because I spend hours making requests and queing up several albums which I want to give a listen. My wallet loves this because I'm not spending loads of money on CDs I may or may not love. The library is an awesome thing I tell you.

On to the music of the moment. (Click the name for the official website or the album cover for Amazon).

Joshua Radin: We Were Here
Joshua Radin is a great folksy artist. Several of his songs are duets with his real life girlfriend/actress/daughter of Sissy Spacek Schuyler Fisk. Some people compare him to Damien Rice, but I must say, having recently purchased Damien Rice's latest album, I find Joshua Radin much more enjoyable. His music has been featured on Scrbus, Grey's Anatomy, and the movie, The Last Kiss. (Thanks in part to the fact that he's a good friend/college buddy of Zach Braff. Either way, he's good.)



Death Cab for Cutie: Transatlanticism
I feel like I'm definitely late to the party with this band. I had heard their name a few times, but thought it was a very trendy, MTV age band. And it very well might be. I listened to the 2007 Grammy Nominees cd, and one of my favorite songs on their was the song by this band. I haven't made it through all of their albums yet, but most of them are coming from the library. So I just picked one of the ones I had listened to to feature here. They remind me a bit of Snow Patrol. So far, I like what I've heard.



The Shins: Chutes Too Narrow
Again, I know I'm late to hop on this band wagon. I have a couple of their songs on the Garden State soundtrack. They're the band whom Natalie Portman's character says "This song will change your life." I'm not sure that's exactly true. But they are good. Again, I've only given the CD a run through three or four times while I was working, so it's not ingrained on my brain just yet. But give it a couple more rotations.

Boo.

I'm around. I promise. Not much to report. I work. I sleep. I watch TV. That's about it.

Back later with more to say. Until then. Watch So You Think You Can Dance

And go see License to Wed. Sure, it's getting panned by the critics. But it's funny. Trust me. If you can overlook the miscasting of a couple of the supporting actors. It's much funnier than Knocked Up, which critics are drooling all over themselves for.