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Fun little detail that I hadn't noticed before is that dead centre on the shelf of books Crozier stares at as he broods in Episode One is a volume concerning Thomas Coram.
Coram (c. 1668 - 1751) was an English sea captain and philanthropist who created the Foundling Hospital in London where our very own poor beloved David Young was raised!
Been a while but wanted to pop in and show you all what I've been up to. I started this Hospital in Saint Greer, but now it moves around to all my towns with me. Been inspired to finish decorating as I eagerly await the next version of @olomaya's Private Clinic mod. Coming soon is Optometry, which I've included a space for on floor one, more maternity care so that's the second floor, and currently we have the psychiatry module, so I have a counseling room and office on floor three, meeting space, and of course all the techy machinery. Along with a beautiful but totally not functional kids ward. Photos below. Will also be on my simblr.cc for more details :)
You can't tell me Vlad didn't take the chance in an interview to passively aggressively "thank" his "friends" for making him the man he became.
Just losing his composure briefly to say how their lack of lab safety almost killed him and led to a change in plans/him becoming the richest man alive.
So I'm starting at the bottom of my WIP Game snips this time--below you'll find my 25 sentences for Operation Groundhog AU (plus a little extra).
This is also gonna serve as my response to @frostbitebakery's tag for the Last Line Challenge!
Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
Open tags for that one. I've tagged too many people recently LOL
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It’s not the Captain that finds them later, sitting in a little break room they’re definitely not supposed to be in and waiting for news. It’s one of the Admiral’s flag aides.
LCDR Sam Silenski, he introduces himself. Early forties, maybe, boxier build of a man who spends a lot of time behind a desk and makes up for it in a gym, a dark sweep of brown hair mixed with gray. One of the more senior members of Admiral Kazansky’s staff. His handshake’s firm when he shakes Ice’s and then Mav’s hands, gives them both a smile. “The Captain asked me to grab you two on the way out and get you back to base,” he says. “There’s not going to be much news tonight.”
“But it’s going okay?” Mav interjects, when Ice can’t manage to find the words to ask.
Silenski shrugs. “I have permission to inform you both that they avoided a respirator,” he offers. “Which is good, because the Admiral--” his eyes catch on Ice, and he clearly amends what he was going to say. “The Admiral doesn’t like being out of commission that long. He’s had to call in his deputy exactly once since assuming command, and… it was… not an enjoyable experience for anyone.”
Mav snickers, elbows Ice in the ribs. Ice finds a ghost of a smile to give him.
Silenski walks them out to his car--a beat up jeep, shit all over the back seat like most cars Ice has seen. The guy looks mildly embarrassed anyway when he realizes, glancing at Ice like he’s expecting Ice to have especially stringent back seat-related standards. Ice opts not to mention that he thinks he left a gym bag with dirty clothes in his own car’s back seat before he deployed. He thinks he’s getting a sense of the mystique his older self’s been cultivating with his staff, and he doesn’t want to ruin it by being too human.
It’s a weird thing to be thinking about, but it’s better than--
Well. It’s just better.
Ice ends up taking the front seat, by virtue of having longer legs. It’s a relatively quiet trip back to the assigned housing they’d shoved Ice and Mav into at the start of last week. Mav and Silenski make small talk--baseball, and San Diego weather, and a little of what being a flag aide is like.
“I have a good job,” Silenski says, shrugging. “Good pay, interesting work. A boss who maybe could stand to take a vacation occasionally.”
“I don’t think Ice’s had that word defined for him,” Mav jokes, grinning.
“What’s a vacation?” Ice asks dutifully, and Silenski snorts.
“Alright, alright, I’ll tell them to update the betting pool,” Silenski says, and pulls up to the shitty little bungalow Ice and Mav are sharing. “Ah, Kazansky.”
Ice pauses, door open and halfway out of the car.
Silenski looks at him for a minute, mouth twisted up, and then nods. “It really is a pleasure to meet you. Sorry about the weird circumstances.”
Ice nods. “You too,” he says. “Thanks for the ride.” He gets out and closes the door before the conversation can turn to… anything else.
guy at the interview asking me where i see myself moving forward with the company in the future like i dont. i see myself becoming a famous director. do you think i actually want to make this my career
Don't have much to say about the Trina and Joss scenes because they pretty much just come across as the lesser version of Monday's scenes. I will say, if you don't even feel confident enough to have the character say "bitch" so you censor it to "B" like this is Disney Channel, then you probably just shouldn't be having your black female character refer to herself as a bitch because she didn't magical negro enough for her white bestie. Just a suggestion.