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Silent Night, Holy Night

Christmas is supposedly the feast of contemplation, but unfortunately this year was very late to feel anything like this. To 23 December, I had to do in my end-of-project is still plentiful. After I then against 17 clock finally closing time had (except the cleaning woman had the entire rest of the company long ago adopted over the winter holiday), I have my beloved S-Bahn station at the University of Dortmund picked up. Because of numerous jams, especially on the highway 2, we had about half the distance to Bielefeld drive over country roads, but this almost as annoying was to stand as in a traffic jam, because the legions of drivers even at closing time freest route simply did not come from the quark.

at half past eight we arrived somewhat unnerved in Bielefeld. After dinner we had, understandably, probably not too much nerve to even unpack our bags, so all lay there and stand and we were completely worn to bed. For too long we could sleep on Christmas Eve but not because we do some shopping and above all still had to get a Christmas tree. To at least get a bit of fresh air, then we have a little trip to my Geocache GCXWBT Franciscan done that could be moved to the end of the excavations in the church ruins back to his original place.


Before decorating the Christmas tree, then we have cleaned up my first apartment. First, I had all my luggage back again, which I had during a half month project use the flat of my loved ones crammed full and now wanted back in the suitcases in the appropriate cabinets or at least in the washing machine. Moreover, had brought along my love with for a short Christmas holiday clothes somehow set up at me and stood on top of that my table, my desk and the whole kitchen full of all sorts of stuff that was left behind in recent months because of project deployment. Finally, I did not want to spend Christmas in a home delivered with the flair of a landfill.
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Unfortunately, my dear mother for not very much understanding. Half the afternoon they began to rush in her inimitable way herumzunerven. They constantly asked if I decorate the Christmas tree for this year would not if I wanted to decorate the Christmas tree until Christmas Day, if I wanted to celebrate Christmas do not know if I decorate the Christmas tree this year because no say in whether I Christmas tree until the first decorate holiday, would if I wanted to celebrate Christmas do not know if I decorate the Christmas tree for this year would not if I wanted to decorate the Christmas tree until Christmas Day, if I wanted to celebrate Christmas no, about as often and in this order .

After I finally explained several times for stupid, reproached me that I was supposed to no time planning in the situation had (as always, when my own schedule is not exactly hers) and me constantly with all those little niceties of had brought the concept and, moreover, also stayed quite a while, I finally came to the Christmas tree to decorate. It would have been nice if I drink before yet alone a cup of tea, eat some cookies and would employ instead of the stupid TV herumquäkenden some beautiful music from a CD, but can even this small measure of peace and quiet I was not able to granted.

had Instead, I decorate the Christmas tree in turbo speed, and I hurried my mother ever have any candles, beads and straw star tried to push into the hand, even though I already had his hands full with other things. This she managed to delay the whole operation rather than to speed yet, and generated a lot of completely unnecessary stress. At the same time she cut still around on me and provoked me constantly so that I would have exploded almost at the end and my sweetheart who preferred to retreat into the next room. The highlight was that I then had to listen too, why because I would not drink my tea, which would still cold. No wonder that they did not let me come to drink!


The Christmas spirit I felt at that time anyway verhagelt ever thoroughly. Fortunately, my mother has at some point but still managed to pull itself together for the rest of the evening, otherwise there would be some time yet to be strenuous arguments come. It is sad to watch as the increasing age at her stubbornness in the form of constant condescension and now even more often by insulting remarks towards me starting to. Apparently it is more difficult to clear with the idea that I can master my own life, and must therefore constantly ask me to alleged inability to keep their dwindling world upright.

a little absurd acted in this connection that initially estimated this year at our Christmas presents piled in a way that we had not known since almost two decades. As if the quantity of gifts to would act directly inversely proportional to the affection shown otherwise. Of course this year was my love for the first time in our present, and of course they had also brought several gifts she had from her parents and grandparents have sent in the mail or we have during our visit to the Lausitz region of her best friend had noticed that we had (now allowed to tell it so) in return as a Christmas gift a floret Japanization left there in pretty paper wrapped hammer drill.

So the mess that is this year took an unusually long time. Before and during which we encountered in previous years, instead of the usual champagne, the us anyway, no one really compatible, with currant wine from a half-liter round-bottom flask, which we had brought in the spring of the Knights playing in rock-free. The evening was quite long, and the bottle was half empty in the end, before it was replaced for dinner (there was the usual in our traditionally smoked eel) with a dry white wine. Honestly, I do not understand people who gorge themselves on just such a feast of the year so banal commonplace foods such as sausages and potato salad behind the gills. But to each his own ...

What was there as gifts, you would like to know? All right, for completeness I mention here a few Things, and I leave out, however, including the entire candy, with which all parties were trying to fatten each other to death. My mother got me four books and a booklet with 100 Sudoku puzzles, because reading and puzzles for a long time to be their only remaining free-time employment seem. From my dearest she was named a chic Christmas Dekodecke for the living room table and a bowl for the evaporation of fragrance oils with several interchangeable colored glass tea light, which was to buy it this year, virtually anywhere in the Christmas market.

As my mother as usual throughout the year all the fence posts with hints about "possible had Weihnachtsgeschänke ignored consistently, limited the range of their own creativity in essence, two new pajamas, which I'm still not so sure if me not two sizes too big. After all, I have since last Christmas so decreased somewhat. In addition, I received several things that I had recently checked in a Humanitas catalog. In addition to some books primarily a mini pocket knife from his home Laguiole (which I actually rather as a possible gift for my love had checked) and a Ornithopter , an artificial bird as a toy for an original design Leonardo da Vinci (but now "appropriate" plastic), worth mentioning.

I received from my loved ones including a double CD and double-DVD pack Schandmaul (Sinnfonie "), which we had witnessed in August when Fährmannsfest live in Hanover. Moreover, I should now call a beautiful incense (probably soapstone) my own, and two candle holders that fit perfectly color to a small, stone vase, which she has already given me in the summer, but should come from a completely different source. By her best friend, I received a hand-carved wooden box with a perforated pattern in the Gothic and then with leather lined Cover (similar to a window-rosette of any Gothic cathedral). So thematically at the very time fitting that we present when we "descend" on events in the Middle Ages.


United were the eyes, when my beloved was aware that I had her second-hand is responsible for all six volumes of the book series "The Wizard of the Emerald City" by Alexander Volkov in the old edition (in 2005). In the autumn of this year, I was at the same task failed before, because both Amazon and Buch.de Although the old issues in their online catalogs were available, but instead provided the new total verhunzten translations and then every six volumes of I received back by return mail. It was quite a riot, the actual original volumes from various antique dealers gather up all over Germany, but ultimately it has been worthwhile to do this alone for a moment, and for the certainty of a loved one a great joy.

course was this gift is not as big and as modern as the LCD flat display that she got from my mother (well, not quite without my help ...) get. And of course, was far more urgent needs, but had the antediluvian CRT monitor (the flickering with green diagonal stripes on the screen) during the year given up the ghost and has since taken an even older and smaller model that a friend had had left his place. Not exactly eye-friendly, if you ask me, and besides, this ancient treasure already half over. Now I may well someday again carry monitors, for both the old equipment is certainly just a case for the scrap heap. Not

simply rounded, but was once again topped the giving of the (simultaneously Christmas and a very belated birthday) gift that got my love of her best friend. We had a few months ago when radicals Chest Bielefeld in the best materials for a complete medieval outfit of petticoat, and Bliaut Tasselmantel selected and sent for processing to her friend in the Lausitz. Since this given us during our visit in late November a large, sealed package was in which was incidentally also my carved wooden box, we were extremely excited to see what had come out at the end of worried about it.

And we were disappointed with anything but! The drapery has become absolutely great. Unfortunately, became the first try-on photos taken anything because of the sparse living room light pictures taken in the green Bliaut really just brown looks like the woolen coat, while my darling to the images taken with flash looks as pale as a ghost castle. But I am sure that will come in the course of the year, one or other occasion on which to make one or the other can be presentable photo. At the latest when we return in the spring and that Summer, make medieval markets uncertain.

So then a hectic and stressful day ended but still fairly quiet, although it is the real Christmas spirit to the end but was pretty difficult to prevail against the overwhelming reality. Let's hope once run that the other holidays and New Year's also peaceful and without any further arguments and provocations. I am too optimistic in this respect not because my mother would have to act together for longer than she's used by date but usually rather short visit my loved ones (for if I am alone here, they do the devil himself to me zusammenzureißen in any way).

But at least we have both these days, probably one or the other in a quiet, still night we spend with each other, without being of any construction workers by 7 clock in the morning torn with heavy equipment from sleep and shake some literally out of bed. And respected my mother at least when I visit, my privacy is not permanently and without asking for me came bursting in, as they often do otherwise, as if I were a small child that needs to be spoon-fed it and supervise. So we look forward to a few quiet nights - if any of them will be holy, however, I venture to doubt to be honest ...

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Here's to the "dear" colleagues!

humanity today is apparently not widely available. Also, and not just among colleagues. This finding is of course not anything new, but over the last few weeks I was able to experience this phenomenon once again very unfortunate example. Very important to remember especially the good manners you obviously to external employees, because they are not well known right people. Even if they are for quite a lot of money into the house and takes twice as much as they contribute to project success as the average time employees. There can be as many noble company guidelines for human interaction in the small kitchen attached to the wall. Lived and they are all, especially not if the company management is not fooling.

Since early November, I am now working as an external employee at a company in Dortmund. First it was the speech that they wanted to occupy me until well into next year 2010. In the meantime, however, been found that the order situation probably is not enough for it, so I leave that for Christmas my desk must. Well wishes, may be something of course happen again, one must keep as a freelancer in this industry, and this fact can be pure, and I will hold against anyone here also negative. Even if you look at the whole thing would have been quite a little early to think about.

What makes me angry but rather, is the handling, which is maintained with external parties in this company. So I've been invited, for example, from the beginning to any event of this company, not the general Christmas yet to departmental breakfast before Christmas, not even for the Christmas market visit to the department with common mulled wine, although at least it certainly every man for himself has paid and would have shown my participation certainly no financial burden for the company. A closer acquaintance with each other was so obviously undesirable.

Someone who knows about it, told me that this is the case of temporary workers and temporary workers at some companies and be starting quite common. That may well be, although I think it would be inappropriate in these cases. But firstly I'm not a temporary employee, not contract workers, and secondly, it is precisely in areas where we need highly qualified external experts and for good money for sub-haste into the house gets, not usually the case, This will be treated as second-class employees.

During my last project at a major German car manufacturer, it was certainly obvious that all outside workers were invited to every celebration and event. Because of the diverse structure of the departments were so many dates that we felt compelled at the end of even one or two to say. And we ought to really think that in such large companies in total a much more impersonal atmosphere than in a small software house like the one in which I am now working.

If it reversed, at least equal treatment for all non-permanent employees were, could I perhaps understand it. But at that company, for example, are students, no matter how often they appear at all, certainly invited to. However, were not invited but me really only the cleaning ladies. But where is this company anyway, met with very little respect. They were trying at best ignore, and one of them was recently very surprised that you could talk to me in contrast to the regular staff members and do not really like air was treated.

As air I've felt this personally many times. It's the seemingly little things that one in the sum of the Sense to give, not to belong and - from a purely human - to be more than superfluous. Only after a few days ago someone came up with the idea and asked me if I wanted to come along for lunch in the cafeteria of the technology parks, or me at all to talk about that possibility. Several times "forgot" my colleagues, although I had specifically said that I wanted to come along. In any other you wait before going out for dinner, however long he was slow in coming. Only when I just wanted to again fix the toilet, I could expect to be able to run after the gentlemen to the canteen. (Because if you finished the last one there was, crowded they turn and proved no patience for five cents.)

undertaken after at least 6 weeks I also found out the way now (of course only by pure chance) that you get here as an employee of mineral water for free. Yes no one says! A key to the front door I get anyway, so I had to wait forever, until the next regular employees arrived for me. For in the minds of the permanent staff there is obviously no room for it, that someone could have no key. And so no one opens a door when it rings. Sometimes I hang here, the permanent employees on the way out of the park with quick steps and let the door fall behind, although they have already seen me and know that I have no key.

This whole attitude has anything not even his intention - however one might proceed administratively or by appeals to any supervisor. Rather, I believe it is these are the same indifference that most people are laying on the day when it comes to other people. It simply no longer interested in what happens to other people, at least as long as it is not a person is, which one is reliant or before which one is already on its own initiative, and in eight have to take, for example, because it is the own chief or head of department concerned. Which at this point anyway, no one locked.

A particularly brazen example of disregard and indifference to the needs of others I was this morning. Only a stupid accident I received yesterday a response to a response to a response to an invitation to the team breakfast, which was to take place today. But since I now felt on the one hand, no real wish, three days before I left here suddenly another to make "social contacts" (that one would have to think maybe when I started here!), And also to Christmas still plenty to do I (I'm sitting here already as a single employee every day at least 10 hours on the computer), I have this really anyway canceled addressed to me rather date a precaution.

Eventually came the boss and told my (which also quite aghast) project and with me that you intend to hold the Christmas breakfast in our office because this was the largest room on the floor - if we wanted to or not . As the department head was already hanging over the protests of the project manager rather surly the manager, I dared not even to protest too, and stood grudgingly out to one, to continue my work with annoying Christmas music tooting and munching with two dozen colleagues in the office, and mouthed.

roars Finally here after all, otherwise even the project manager constantly for hours on the phone to someone loudly, so that one can hardly make a right focus on the work. And after all had retired now this same project with Badly eroded face into another office to instead just to shout from there someone for hours on the phone (in the skin I given the mood of the project manager does not specifically today really would have liked to stick). So at least this one was exceptionally disruptive once ruled, although the whole of the colleagues and the loud Silent Night Holy Night-terror course was more than compensated.

long a time, my plan, but still continue working, contrary to expectations, went well. But then I grumbled at the project, I now wanted to here but not working, so I would only spoil the others the party mood. I replied that I did so sorry that I should try to work to get me to the tasks set before my departure from the company ready. At first it seemed to be done with it, and I was able to continue to work something. But then he said rather curtly: "That was the way in earnest."
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vacate my place - by the way, in the course of the next two hours from the dear colleagues over a large area was covered with coffee stains, but of course no one thought even dream of it, wipe it themselves. In the meantime, I ran relatively aimlessly through the house and asked me if I get the time lost in this way because at least paid - after all, I paid for the hours worked by me. Hotels charge I did it anyway. Because I can see no one, why should I have to defend it when I was deliberately obstructed in my work!

After all, I managed during this otherwise pretty wasted time to find a solution to our massive database problems of recent weeks: It turned out, namely, that although everyone had always lamented loudly, but no one had taken such a step as simple reboot of the server into consideration. Not that I had not been long since pointed out (I myself can not even do that) - but even in this respect simply no one has heard of me. Incidentally, even today, at least so far is still no reboot is why all the other colleagues did not really get on with their work. Another typical case of this unfortunate indifference.

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Impressions from the power plant Boxberg

As part of the celebrations 50th birthday of my mother in law were allowed to participate in future we in a very personal tour of the lignite power plant Boxberg. Both parents of my loved working there, and her father (his character shift leader) led our group through almost all areas of modern power plant. Sorry, may after the turn because of insufficient efficiency and lack of filter technology parts of the old disused power station visitors must not be entered, although we really would have certainly very interested.

For me personally, this plant constitute a special meaning, except that I am at that time to the turn in the so-called political education (compulsory complementary course, had to hold the late afternoon to those who did not have this specialist chosen voluntarily deeply punished with recreational deprivation and homework into the night) a comprehensive presentation on environmental problems in the former GDR and of course also to the production of energy from brown coal have not passed. In the 80 years was Boxberg with a total installed capacity of 3520 megawatts, the largest power station in the East and the largest lignite-fired power plant in Europe.

is after closure of 12 older DDR blocks from the 60s and 70s, with 1,900 MW Boxberg nationally ranked only ninth After completion of the currently under construction, but it is new block R with 2570 MW after all, become number 4 are (behind the two current "leaders" Niederaußem and Jänschwalde and the skyscraper-building in Neurath near Grevenbroich, to go with its two new blocks in spite of various fatal accidents on the "largest construction site in Europe" allegedly still operating in 2010, which this power plant, with a total of 4,400 MW, the undisputed number 1 would be).

The tour of the plant Boxberg was very impressive. However, it is difficult, the huge scale of the facilities to describe someone who has not seen it with my own eyes. Already the turbine hall is huge, but still nothing compared to the building that the combustion chamber with huge houses and almost 160 meters the size of a skyscraper has grown - even if a viewer is estimating the actual amount given the total absence of visible external hard floors. The view from the roof of the main building is certainly breathtaking.

most of its nearly 300 meter high chimneys have been blown up or wear as they were no longer needed for the retrofit of flue gas washing. But now determine the new buildings of the huge block from the 90s or the current construction and their scarcely less massive cooling towers of the image. Currently they are still accompanied by a whole battery of older cooling towers from the time of the GDR, of which, however, also have been some demolition. The view extends far beyond the mines that supply the power needed from the lignite. By a natural landscape can hardly be discussed in this area, which can not conceal the back immigrant wolves.

I would like to show here photos from inside the power plant, but I guess that the operator Vattenfall most probably would have something against it. Against some exterior shots of the power plant and a few views from the roof would probably not be objectionable, however. In addition, there are a few shots from an old switchboard from the early days of the power plant in the power plant's own museum. Since the technology still looked really cute! And there was some truth in fact or as a user can touch. The same Russian components should be way, been used on the space station MIR.

At the end of the article a few spektatuläre photos coming from the lowest part of the combustion chamber, where you can look through a whole battery of timed with special glass doors. In view of these images that seem to rank with a view to the very heart of hell, it is a rather difficult to realize, is that this is in fact only the glowing and burning ash, and that is the actual combustion process, which to generate steam for power generation and thus produces usable energy, more than 100 meters will take place earlier.

Exterior view of the largest power station block (907 MW):



view from the power plant roof on the older cooling towers



view from the roof on the most modern cooling tower:



"bulk sedimentation and re-recording device (bucket):



Russian control panel with brightly painted circuits:



That was still right technology "hands":



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