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Wednesday, 2 May 1973 Langen
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Today I started real, full-time work, as a systems adviser (Systemberater) at UNIVAC in the Burgstraße 106, Frankfurt-Bornheim. In an office with two others, dingy because the blinds were always drawn. One of the others, Bernd Doroschan, was also new. Our boss, Mr. Schmidt, gave us each a copy of the UNIVAC 1100 Series Operating System Programmer Reference Manual (PRM), UP-4144, and told us to read it, in particular the @ASG statement and its myriad options. Bernd had just graduated from the University of Frankfurt in a discipline he said was called “Informatik”, which didn't make much sense to me. It took me some time to believe what he said, that it translated into English as “Computer Science”.


Tuesday, 15 May 1973 Langenbergheim
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Today I moved into my new flat in Langenbergheim. It involved buying a lot of furniture, mainly in Frankfurt am Main, and transporting it in my Citroën Dyane, not the ideal vehicle for transporting large objects.

Somewhere near the Fressgass—I'd guess the Kaiserhofstraße—I had identified a double bed for a reasonable price. I went to pick it up, and the woman who was selling it greeted me with the question, “Are you part of a commune?”. I said no, and commented that it was the first time I'd been asked that question, especially when I was just buying furniture. She apologized and explained that she had also advertised the flat for rent, and the landlord had insisted that no communes be established there.

Somehow I got the thing—two mattresses and frames—into my car, letting it all hang out the back. I made it about as far as the Saalburgallee before I got stopped by a policeman who expressed grave doubts about the safety of the vehicle. I told him that I was very much aware of the reduced safety and was taking appropriate precautions. To my surprise, he said “Good. Drive safely, and next time put a red flag at the end of your load”, and let me go.


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