Work, Mysterious Bruises, Accidental Dates & Moving Again
I hated math in school. I really do not have the words to explain how much I hated math in school. So you can imagine my surprise when, at work last week, I volunteered to take on a data analytics project.
I suppose it makes sense to explain what it is I do first, and what the company I work for does. I work for KettleSpace, which is pretty much a start-up coworking company. That means we take restaurants that are normally empty during the day (for example, my location is a restaurant that’s only open Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays from 5 PM to midnight) and turn them into work/study spaces for people to use during the day. The concept is actually very smart, considering the amount of places in New York that don’t open during the day. As a Community Manager, I’m responsible for pretty much everything KS does while in the venue (checking people in and out, sanitizing for COVID regulations, set-up/break-down every day, etc.), although restaurant operations are out of my jurisdiction.
As a startup, we gather a ton of data to see how we’re doing, and how we can improve. Quantitative: everything from exact check-in/check-out times to number of reservations/cancellations/no-shows. Qualitative: feedback about our spaces, what people do while they’re here, and how they found out about us. I noticed we had a ton of data, but no one to really look over it and pull valuable conclusions from it in order to make decisions. I reached out to the Operations Manager, who gave me access to the back-end of our data system. I’ve been working on a presentation for a team meeting we have next week, and have actually pulled some pretty cool stuff from the data. Go math!
Re: mysterious bruises. Some friends had a barbecue at their place this past weekend and I have about 3–5 bruises I can’t really account for other than educated guesses at where they came from. Turns out trying to climb up on a metal balcony for a picture will leave you with a few dings and borderline tetanus. Vaccinated and proud though. Did it for the ‘Gram.
Re: accidental dates. For some reason whenever I hang out with Ed we always end up going to the cutest restaurants in NYC — spots with like…ridiculously good food and drinks. I think he’s in a competition with himself to see what the cutest activity he can find is. Last week we went to a German spot (I find myself constantly craving beer now even though I have never liked beer a day in my life) to have a beer and the greatest pretzel I’ve ever tasted, and ended up seated in the terrace, which of course had candles and mood lighting. Accidental date #1.
This past Sunday a few of us walked around SoHo and ended up at a beer garden — dude literally just picked a place off the side of the street and it just so happened to have a flower wall and a terrace. A friend of ours decided to order orange juice at said beer garden, which was about the strangest thing I’ve seen all year. He also got a reservation for a rooftop in FiDi with individual patches of turf to sit on, which of course was dimly lit and played the Laker/Heat game on a huge screen. I froze because temperatures are starting to drop, but the view more than made up for it. Accidental dates #2 and #3.
I think we’re doing apple picking and an Oktoberfest this weekend — so more cute shit ahead.
Re: moving again. I moved to NYC almost two months ago now, and have been living in the Chelsea area. Honestly a great spot — clean, safe to walk at night, and full of great food spots. If I spent even a third of my time in the area it’d be great, but I spend most of my time either at work or on the Upper East Side with my friends. So…I’m moving again. I found a pretty nice room for a steal, and while my commute to/from work is about 20 minutes longer now, that’s pretty much the only downside. It’s furnished, in an area I know better and has a pretty spacious room with laundry in the building. I move in about two weeks and I’m pretty pumped about it.
Over and out.
