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发表于 2003-12-15 15:43 | 只看该作者 回帖奖励 |正序浏览 |阅读模式
A flight has departed from the airport. Watson sit in the corner at the departure gate with his notebook. The security was kind of annoying, insisting to check his bag, he remembered. He looked out the window seeing the big Borne airplane at the gate. He was excited, "America," he says to himself.

At the shuttle stop, Watson waited with his luggage. It is the second time he is here, the last time was the interview. After the Chief Engineer completed the job interview, Watson realized that he will likely have the job. And now, he is here. The shuttle arrived, Watson got in, paid the fare. He found a seat and sit down. He got excited. Newly here, he knew. It looked different here from Canada, everything are so different. Tree you can't name are around, different.

Shuttle arrived in Berkeley, Watson came out with his luggage. He found a room from Montreal a couple of days ago from the internet. He found the place and lived in. "Finally, I arrived," he realized. After making a phone call home, he took a shower, then went out for dinner. After came out of the restaurant, he walked on Berkeley street alone. The street looks a little messy and lots of people walk by. He went into a coffee shop in the corner, bought a cup of coffee, found a seat and sit down. He looked around, "lots of people," he found. The stereo is playing Sarah McLachlan . He relaxed and listened, quietly, and tasted his coffee. He sit for a while. "It is getting late," he figures. He stood up and went back.

Watson started on the third day. His American life started. Berkeley is a nice town east of San Francisco Bay. He lived not too far from the company, the neighborhood is good, people are friendly. Every household's got a small front lawn. California is a dry place, grass does not grow very much here. Sunday after church, he walks back home, occasionally he can see people watering their lawn. Church is a good place to go, Watson is a Chrstian, every Sunday morning after getting up, he always walks to the corner on main street, purchases a cup of coffee, and then walks to the church. He learned a lot there.

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 楼主| 发表于 2003-12-16 22:50 | 只看该作者
(Continues)

Watson is an Asian, and obviously, he is smart. A fresh university graduate starts his career in a new high-tech start-up company in the Valley, even though Watson has some high-tech company experience in Canada, it is still rare here. Watson is a medium sized guy with little fat around his belly. He has pretty dark skin and looks kind of handsome. He is cheerful and bright. No one knows why, maybe only himself, he prefers to be alone lots of times, and, with his coffee. Watson loves coffee and tea, he drinks them all the time at work, and when he has nothing to do at home, he always makes a cup of Nescafe, lights up a cigarette and then looks outside the window directly into the hills around the Valley. It is nice and quiet here at night, he is used to it already. Watson is near-sighted with a pair of old titanium-framed glasses from Canada on his eyes, but his mighty eyes always look intense, just like an eagle. Watson dresses pretty well among guys in the Valley, a Tommy Hilfiger shirt and a pair of Docker Kahaki with casual shoes makes him feel good. He likes it this way, casual elegance, Canadians say. He is energetic, like all Valley people, he works very hard. His enthusiasm and hard working always makes his boss think to prompt him some day. Of course, as a new bee, it means he is on the right track.

One day after work, Watson drove to a nearby cigarette shop, smiling to the old woman, "a carton of American Spirit." The woman passed him the cigarettes. He paid her and thanked her and walked to his Chevolet. While driving, he remembered his colleagues would have a party tonight. He went to the place and had some time with them. Never enjoy the party, on the way he drove back home, he thought. It is not that much fun, a couple of colleagues play around, some food and jokes, and teasing each other like all Americans do.

Watson smokes a lot. Nearly a pack a day. It is not so easy to get Canadian cigarette in the Bay area. He still remembers once he got one pack of Canadian brand cigarette in a shopping mall, he was so glad. It is the best. Watson shops once or twice a week, this or that, never very much, fruits, wine, some vegetables and meats. Dinner is ordered at work by the company, they just want to keep them working hard without wasting their time. He usually goes out for lunch, with or without his colleagues, local Asian restaurants and occasionally American or Mexican food were the sensation.

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 楼主| 发表于 2003-12-16 22:48 | 只看该作者
(Continues)

Watson is an Asian, and obviously, he is smart. A fresh university graduate starts his career in a new high-tech start-up company in the Valley, even though Watson has some high-tech company experience in Canada, it is still rare here. Watson is a medium sized guy with little fat around his belly. He has pretty dark skin and looks kind of handsome. He is cheerful and bright. No one knows why, maybe only himself, he prefers to be alone lots of times, and, with his coffee. Watson loves coffee and tea, he drinks them all the time at work, and when he has nothing to do at home, he always makes a cup of Nescafe, lights up a cigarette and then looks outside the window directly into the hills around the Valley. It is nice and quiet here at night, he is used to it already. Watson is near-sighted with a pair of old titanium-framed glasses from Canada on his eyes, but his mighty eyes always look intense, just like an eagle. Watson dresses pretty well among guys in the Valley, a Tommy Hilfiger shirt and a pair of Docker Kahaki with casual shoes makes him feel good. He likes it this way, casual elegance, Canadians say. He is energetic, like all Valley people, he works very hard. His enthusiasm and hard working always makes his boss think to prompt him some day. Of course, as a new bee, it means he is on the right track.

One day after work, Watson drove to a nearby cigarette shop, smiling to the old woman, "a carton of American Spirit." The woman passed him the cigarettes. He paid her and thanked her and walked to his Chevolet. While driving, he remembered his colleagues would have a party tonight. He went to the place and had some time with them. Never enjoy the party, on the way he drove back home, he thought. It is not that much fun, a couple of colleagues play around, some food and jokes, and teasing each other like all Americans do.

Watson smokes a lot. Nearly a pack a day. It is not so easy to get Canadian cigarette in the Bay area. He still remembers once he got one pack of Canadian brand cigarette in a shopping mall, he was so glad. It is the best. Watson shops once or twice a week, this or that, never very much, fruits, wine, some vegetables and meats. Dinner is ordered at work by the company, they just want to keep them working hard without wasting their time. He usually goes out for lunch, with or without his colleagues, local Asian restaurants and occasionally American or Mexican food were the sensation.

(Continued...)
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发表于 2003-12-15 15:47 | 只看该作者
你也无题俺也无题他也无题,都沾了无题滴便宜似的    。
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