Every man’s got his limits

16 March 2012 | Category: Things happens, The incomparable Fellert humor

This is a true story that took place when yours truly, the Bald guy of Fellert were invited to participate when the front figure of the main architect for the Cité le Ocean et du Surf in Biarritz SW France, Mr. Steven Holl came over for an inspection.

Happy to be invited i went there with a big camera in one hand and my briefcase and suitcase in the other hand. I was well taken care of when i arrived and introduced to the site management and i even got a private tour of the project while we were waiting for Mr. Holl to arrive.

Kindly enough they allowed me to stove away my luggage so i didn’t have to carry that around all day.

Then i strolled around for about an hour, taking hundreds of pictures for future reference while i was waiting for the inspection to start.

Once Mr. Holl arrived we spent several hours walking around the project inspecting every detail.

Around lunchtime we broke up. I had to go to the airport and the rest of the team had other meetings, so i went to get my luggage but got very surprised when the door was locked and no one was there.

I had some margin before i had to be at the airport so i decided to wait until someone showed up. The sun was shining so i sat down relaxing.

When i had waited for a good half an hour i started to feel the panic raising and i started to think of alternative solutions.

I decided to wait another 30 minutes and if no one would show up, i would break the door open and get my things in order to get to the airport in time.

When 25 minutes had passed i wasn’t too happy about things. I kind of wondered what people would think when they came back and found the door broken and realized the only things “stolen” were my bags. You don’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to find out who’s guilty…

Anyway i found a steel rod that could be used to force the door open at was just about to get into action when i heard a voice behind me.

The very last second someone showed up and i was able to get my bags and leave.

On my way out i met the rest of the team returning from lunch, so i had to tell them the story, which at that point were rather amusing.

 

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