Surviving week two – lost in translation

And just like that week two is over.

Two weeks in the Cube

I had a meeting with the French unions which sounded scary but was fine. I told them I wanted them to believe I was a great digital brain – but as someone from the technical support team was there who had to help me make the camera on my laptop work by flicking a switch – I needed her to forget that.

One of the real joys of the Euronews newsroom is its multilingual nature. But because my French isn’t good enough it means everyone around me speaks to me in English.

Anyone who knows me knows that I am a stickler for people using less than/fewer than correctly. But I find myself having to bite my tongue and not jump in and correct colleagues when they get it wrong. Their English is sooo much better than my French.

The worst moment of the week was when I asked someone where another colleague worked. She said Ajar and I thought – there’s another part of this organisation I’ve never heard of. When I asked what they do she looked perplexed and said Ajar? It took me a while to realise she meant HR. We were both a bit embarrassed -but me more than her.

The good news is I’m seeing someone about starting French lessons next week.

I finished the week by going to some leaving drinks with colleagues from distribution and the press department.

The drinks were in the bar of the Mob Hotel where we stayed when we first came to Lyon. It was a fun evening – meeting new colleagues and getting a bit drunk.

Back where it started – the Mob hotel

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