On my first days here I did not start work immediately but, as planned, I took it easy for a few days - flicked through books, studied Japanese art a little. - Gustav Klimt
It's common knowledge that butter makes it better. Apparently business makes it bitter.
"Are you looking for me?"
"Oh, no, sorry. We're interning with Cynthia Hawkins in the art galleries on campus and we're checking on the campus collection."
"There's nothing in my office. Any artwork in there is mine." The door was open. We were just looking at your wall. You twit. "There's no reason for you to be in there." Listen. We're sorry we looked at the wall that was clearly visible from YOUR OPEN DOOR.
"Okay, sorry. Have a good afternoon!"
Day one. Jean and I are going around to all the departments on campus to try and find artwork that was put there in the 1970s and 80s. And hasn't been checked on since 1998. Never mind that most of the faculty it was originally loaned to have retired/died/taken a job in espionage (I made that up. But you never know.). Never mind that they forgot, understandably, after thirty years that the nice watercolor hanging in their office isn't theirs. Never mind that some of these works are worth...was it $75,000? There were five digits, I know that much. Never mind that this business professor is scolding me and Jean and I've been working for an hour and a half.
Never mind that I'm an art history major and I'm not going to have a job after graduation anyway.
"Jean? The only thing worse than being a business major would be being a business professor."
"I know, right? 'Sorry my major is interesting.'"
"She's just bitter."
I guess at least she has a job.
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