Gusty winds. Freezing temperatures. Heavy snowfall. Work at Jacob Javits Center for eleven hours? There’s no way I was going to walk five avenues in a nor’easter after work to catch my subway in Herald Square. Outside, it looked like the beginning of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer where claymation snowman Burl Ives is talking about that horrible blizzard that nearly cancelled Christmas.
Okay, it wasn’t quite THAT bad; I’m exaggerating a bit, but it WAS frigid and the snow was blowing all around.
Luckily, the Javits Center runs free shuttle buses to several hotels for conference attendees. I say “luckily,” but really those buses are necessary since Jacob Javits is located in the armpit of New York along 11th avenue, and no visitor in their right minds should be forced to walk from that wasteland of auto body shops, construction sites, and other general eyesores back to where civilization begins again on 9th avenue. So to prevent a walk through a decidedly un-magical version of Narnia in the cold, which would have been miserable, I hopped aboard one of the free shuttle buses.
I’m definitely thankful for that free shuttle bus. It was warm, Seinfeld was playing on the TV screens, and it wound up dropping me off right by the entrance to my subway at 47th/7th, shortening my commute considerably. If only a happy snowman Burl Ives had been there to serenade me, it would have been the perfect way to finish up a very, very long day.
Despite my total and utter loathing of the Jacob Javits Center and all that working there every so often entails, I’m thankful for a lot of the people I’ve met who are working alongside me. Normally when I temp, I work in office buildings and get to know some of the people there, but I’m basically left alone most of the day. When I work events and trade shows, I get to work with lots of other temps my age (or even a little older) who are all usually actors or dancers or artsy types. Because of that, I’ve gotten to know and actually become pretty good friends with a lot of those people. I see them at auditions or we hang out. They’re interesting and come from all over the world. My work friends make being at Jacob Javits Center or the U.S. Open or whatever a little less awful. It’s nice knowing I’ll see so many familiar faces every day when I walk through the door. Events are not really my favorite thing in the world to work, but it’s consecutive days of a decent paycheck, so having good people around me to ease the pains of being a “temp slave” is most welcome.