Although it may seem that this blog has been forgotten or the author disappeared, I wanted to let you know that I am still here! The appropriate expression for my life right now is “When it rains, it pours”. Not only was I already busy with full-time interpreting, translation, my NYU class; now I am adding an imminent move on top of that. We signed a couple of weeks ago on a beautiful home rental at Keowee Key, and we are moving in about a week! So I have been busy transferring utilities, phones, internet, mail, all the essentials… This week-end I have got to tackle the most daunting task: PACKING (wish me luck)!!
My interpreting calls have also been quite stressful, and I look forward to a well-deserved long break from screaming callers, frustrated clients, hard-of-hearing patients (really tough when you interpret by phone… I don’t know what the nurses are thinking), overworked (and sometimes mean!) doctors, demanding officers. Thankfully, not all my calls reach that level of stress, but recently, I have come out of my office screaming and kicking at the end of my shift, running outside and throwing stuff, tearing paper (great release) and/or tearing up! It is a fantastic cure when you “lose it”…
I hope you don’t think I am “cinglée”, this is not a permanent state. It is somewhat healthy. Healthier would be to kick a dummy, lift some weights or rollerblade. It is on my to-do list for after the move.
// Péter un câble/ un plomb/ les plombs // expression: to blow a fuse, to go crazy, to get (very) angry, to lose control, to go postal; syn.: péter une durite, péter un fusible, avoir les fils qui se touchent, disjoncter, perdre ses moyens, perdre la tête, perdre les pédales, piquer une crise, etc.
Expression au départ en rapport avec les bateaux qui étaient amarrés au port. Lorsque le filin ou le câble lâchait, le bateau était emporté par les vagues, à l’abandon. L’image a été reprise pour signifier quelqu’un qui n’arrive plus à se contrôler. (Source : wiktionnaire)
The above etymology reminds me of what I felt last night when I watched the show NOVA, titled “Why ships sink”. It drew a parallel between the Titanic and the Costa Concordia, showing exactly how the iceberg or rock tore the underwater portion of the hull, like a sardine can! It also explained that some ships nowadays have underwater pumps, at the very bottom of ships, to collect seawater or eject liquids. They showed a 1996 accident that happened because one of those pumps broke and the water filled one compartment, then the next, then the full piping system for the ship. It sank within 1 hour!
And you know why that stressed me out? Because we are going on a Mediterranean cruise with my family in May/ June (MSC Croisières), and although I know being on a cruise is statistically much safer than driving or flying, I shiver to think about actually having to implement the evacuation drill, when the onboard staff is incapable of helping you. I am going to meet the captain in person, and I want to have an idea of what the guy is made of. Will he run away like former Captain Schettino, or will he be on the microphone directing staff, reassuring passengers, calling for help and doing everything he can to save everyone, at the expense of his own life if must be?
I don’t know if I can tell what kind of man the captain is with a hand-shake (heck, I don’t even know what I would do in an emergency situation!), but I know I want a Captain Picard, Captain Janeway or Captain Sisko type… Yep, in Star Trek, the captain goes down with the ship!