87: 2 years old. In November I got a toy hoover which I found utterly unrealistic because it was battery operated. I eventually got my dad to fabricate an external wooden box that held the two D cells and a bit of flex to the hoover. Unfortunately I later cannibalised the hoover and now it's missing just about everything. A few years ago I found another similar one (different colours and labelled Siemens) but this one doesn't work either - the filter cover is missing, as are the accessories. Originally this thing came with a small box of styrofoam balls for playing cleanup.
March 1997: greatly looking forward to my second ski trip with school in late March/early April. I vividly remember that it was nearly 20C the last day of skiing and there was more mud and water than snow. One girl wearing white overalls fell into one of the mud pits
March 2007: started my first job on the 10th I think. Electrical planning at a largish office 25 km from Vienna with a 1-hour commute each way (by train, by car the way home would probably have been twice that or more). I left that bunch of binge-drinking workaholics (one of them regularly worked Mon-Fri 6-6, Sat-Sun 8-6, often more than that) 15 months later and went back to university. My two recurring tasks were moving switches, sockets and lights around in CAD plans and filling endless Excel spreadsheets with circuit numbers. That got old pretty quickly and due to bad eating habits I gained nearly 15 kg in that time. Mind you, I was borderline underweight before but I definitely knew I didn't want that trend to continue.
