My new job what can i say it sucks, but at the end of the day it pays the bills. When headed out to my work place i pictured the in 90’s sitcom version of work where the women become bosom buddies and we meet for girls night once a month you know high school 4.0 Unfortunatly that is not the case not only is there no potluck Thursdays, there is a generational gap that makes more than the most basic communication difficult. It is a small group of people and over half seem to be roughly twelve( when did i get so old anyone under thirty looks like a child to me?) Rejoining the workforce was a nerve-racking experience whenever the exhaustion lifted enough for me to be aware of my surroundings my general anxiety showed. When i get nervous or angry i compensate by being unnecessarily wordy. This in itself is a bit strange but not overly problematic most times ….. The following is a partial list of words that threw my coworkers for a loop.
- Contractual obligation
- glad hand
There are more i just can’t remember, leaving me feeling even more anxious than before. I guess i will just wander past all ” picachu yolo creeper # fur reals ” of course then i wont know what the hell im talking about but maybe the children would…