They Paved Paradise.......

Today was a day of firsts. First day of my new job. Officially, I guess it makes more sense to say the last day of my last job as in a certain someone’s infinite wisdom it made sense to make me do two jobs for two weeks, but whatever. First day of not having my usual social network at work and first day attempting a new mode of transport to work. Yes, I took transit.

I convinced myself it was all very Sex and the City. Young(ish) girl in the big city starting out on a new adventure. Mind you, if it was really like the show I would have been taking a cab and not the Lakeshore Express bus, but still, for an extra $2.50 I felt above the riff-raff. Perhaps it was a little more Mary Tyler Moore. Alas, it was so nice out, I had no hat on my head which I could fling off in the middle of an intersection all the while dancing to my own theme song.

I have to say, RBC’s newest building is about as NY as Toronto gets. As Oscar Wilde said, it will be nice when it is finished. Keeping that in mind, it is a loft style environment. Floor to ceiling windows with automatic blinds that move with the sun, exposed beams, lots of concrete and every possible convenience you could want just an elevator ride away. Maybe not quite NYC, but definitely a step up from Mr.Grant and Minneapolis.

I felt like Carrie, even though I am a little more Charlotte (okay, a lot more) but wanted to be Samantha as I checked out all the Bay St. suits. Yummy. Miranda? Who dat?

Having many parcels from said former job in tow, I splurged for the comfy express bus on the way to work. Apres day of business, I met CJ and we went to visit our uncle in the hospital. After that, a bite to eat and a pitcher of beer ~ summer is here bitches!

As it was getting on in the evening, I thought it would be safe to take the streetcar home. A pleasant enough ride I must admit – I got a seat and no one spit in my mouth, unlike NY in the Spring! Crawling along Queens St., it occurred to me that my day of firsts was also a day, like all will be, of lasts. I saw the haunts of my youthful shenanigans being lost forever.

The 4 story fun house at the corner of Queen and Bathurst (you wanna see my pasties?) has been boarded up and looks slated for condos. The Boom Boom Room (good time Johnny) is a Hero Burger and another locale (the name escapes me) is now “Queen West’s hottest address” and there are only four suites left. At one point or another, it was the last time I passed through the doors of each but no more. Even if I wanted to, they are gone.

So here I sit, Kilkenny buzz fading fast. Glad to have set a ‘course for a new adventure’ (can you name that tune?) but looking forward at the same time to my last day….and early retirement!