As far as my week goes, it's been long. Sleep deprivation has hit and is no good. Finding it hard to stay awake and focused in class the 2nd week is a very bad sign indeed. Coffee has helped, but even then I haven't really been drinking it; still have yet to go to an ATM to get cash and that's the only form of payment the Starbucks in school takes - lame. Being broke blows and I can't wait for money to start rolling in.
My favorite lecture of the week was by James Stourton (chairman of Sotheby's UK). He basically gave us the low down and history of Sotheby's. Here's some juicy tidbits.
Sotheby's was founded in 1744.
For the first 200 years they sold books.
The main difference between Sotheby's and Christie's is that Christie's focuses on turnover, while Sotheby's focuses on high end. Both have about the same turnover profit.
The institute was founded to recruit young people to work for them.
6-8 students were selected, and the first 2 years they paid them to attend.
The most famous alumni is Carolyn Kennedy - helped make Institute famous.
Their biggest marketing tool is the press and both auction houses are the only companies to get daily home news spots.
Contemporary art and design selling wise is 35% and growing.
My only complaint about the lecture was how late it got out. 6pm! That meant I got to ride the tube during rush hour. Boy did that suck. Cramped in-between countless people and hot as hell. They didn't even want to let me get off at my stop. I had to literally push / squeeze my way through, saying excuse me and giving mean looks when they wouldn't budge to let small me out the damn door. So frustrating and rude. I don't like rush hour on the tube one bit. People are so rude, and no one says excuse me or sorry if they bump into you. Err.
Had a weird thing happen at Sheppard's grocery store last night (it's the local grocery store) when I went in to buy some beer for dinner. When I got to the front there was some dude that I've never seen working before, all that I've met have been super cool. Anyways, when I handed him my credit card to pay, he looked at it funny and said he couldn't take it because it wasn't a chip card (they don't use slide cards in the UK normally) and asked if I had another card. Obviously I had to say no because I have yet to set up a bank account, and in fact, they do except sliding cards, he was just being difficult. After waiting a minute or so he asked to see some id (which is normal because it's a US card). Now I'm not sure if / how bad identity theft is in London, but this dude studied my license like he had to memorize everything on it (it was creepy and made me extremely uncomfortable - you don't do that shit in the states). He then went on to say that my photo on my license didn't look like me and asked if it was indeed mine. Come on now, really?!? Then I had recite my address on it. The whole thing was so dumb. He did in fact run my card (so hard) and then told me if my signature didn't match exactly that he would keep my card. WTF?!? I didn't even know what to say to that. I just ended up giving him a look like give me a break. He said it wasn't exactly the same, but still gave me my card back. Boy did I hold my tongue with him. Normally I'm really good at telling if someone is playfully giving me shit, but this dude, he was hard to read. He was tense and serious and didn't change that at any point throughout the whole ordeal. It blew big time and I'm considering boycotting the place because of it. Michael said he would go in with me next time, but I don't know if I even want to waste my time. You don't get more customers by being an ass.
On a better note, the home front situation is getting better, slowly. Still need to meet more people, but that will happen. I just need to not be so hard on myself for it. I think catching up on some sleep will help with that and give me more energy to go out and meet people.
I learned an important lesson yesterday as well. I've noticed that mini is in, with tights. So I decided to dress up, feel pretty and try my best to fit in with London fashion. I wore my black, red and white mini dress, tights and black boots (my Uggs were for home). Anyways, the dress is loose and thus flows. Well, think about it, the tube creates a good breeze and so does mother nature. I constantly had to hold my dress down so I wouldn't flash everyone and their mother. Plus, it's one of those dresses that has a tendency to ride up. Now I know why all those mini's are more form fitting.
Albums of the week - anything by Citizen Cope and Katy Perry.
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