i feel odd. i've just come out of a meeting and as i sat there looking around the table i started thinking about how i have absolutely no connection with the people i work with. it's not that i don't like them it's that i don't really get them. i sometimes wonder if i feel out of place because i'm an immigrant and i don't share a bond of common life experience with the people here. on the surface growing up in england is not that different to growing up here but the people and places and tv shows and fashions and all the other things that create nostalgia are very different. or maybe i just don't fit in anywhere.
we also got told at the meeting that we'd probably be losing 3 of our 7 weeks vacation entitlement. fuck.
10:56 a.m. - July 22, 2004
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