Sat, 25 Apr 2026 00:44:45 +0000

Work introduced a new program: Employee swap, whereby every 6 months, you are required to swap for 1 month with another employee's house in a country other than your own home one. This was to "facilitate cultural knowledge transfer in an agentic world."
I swapped with a Swedish family. Told Jess I'd be back, as they couldn't take the time off work. Got to Stockholm, but was told that after my 30 days I would be relocated to another housing because I will not be able to get back into the US, being Hungarian-born in the first place. The EU is truly where I belong and I should potentially accept my fait.
30 days went by and I was told to board a flight. Unfortunately the hotel they put me up had 5 different elevators each on different walls. I was told one would get me to the lobby but I had forgotten which, and each elevator only could go to certain floors. By the time I had found the right one, I missed checking into my flight.
Jess called. Told me that they had found another partner, because I had really been gone closer to almost a year. But not to worry. Once I got back, we could all sleep in the same bed still, the other person's cool with that.
Then I woke up to the sound of Jess running the vacuum in the living room. It was all just a dream.