Breda. Below the rivers aka in the south of The Netherlands. Not Holland. The inauguration of March. That is where it was. Where I was the first of March. Had some trouble getting there. Missed the first train. Tried to catch up. Missed it by a minute. The second train stopped. Right before the platform. It did not reach the platform. So I stood there waiting and waiting. At last it arrived. Late. Took a sprint on a rental bicycle. Need I mention that I made it?
A talk and a half later I got around to asking a few questions. Is it normal for army answers to sound like riddles? Nevertheless. Got some answers. But first regarding the rooms. Less furniture that mine. Satisfaction. Why do I get slack over that? Took a photograph just to be able so say this. I am not alone in this. Someone onces asked me ‘are you in the army’ on a day when I was dressed in green. Meaning: green bag, green suitcase, green coat. A smile. The memory. The resemblance.
The answers: regarding my business. Please note, no-one mentioned this. Just adding one and a few other comments. Brilliant at that. Force to fit. The economy. The lay-offs. An opportunity. My company lacks security more than anything else. Although it could do with an increase in budget. Nevertheless. Security experts in need of transfers. That is where to find them. Negotiating over the details can be done in person. Soon enough. Currently imagining: company security, company spirit, company sports, company corps. In transit. Idea to blueprint to market.