Culture shock # 1 : Designated car park right in front of the lobby
Culture shock # 2 : I’m placed in my very own fishbowl (with 3 walls, 1 glass front wall and a door)
Culture shock # 3 : Zero interaction with folks in the same building
Culture shock # 4 : A cleaner comes into my fishbowl to wipe at anything wipeable
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All of the above were experienced within the first half of my Day 1. The hands on the clock couldn’t move fast enough for lunch time to come around. Cheeky Sweetheart had a good time laughing at my shocked self. Grrrrrr….
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I must remember to open up my mind and heart. And remember that there is a biiiiggggg, different world out there. And not think that it’s weird working from a goldfish bowl. :\
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And oh, no laptop for the next 3 days till later this week when I fly down to KL for my official training. WTF?!?!?! That means no access to any laptop unless some kind soul loaned me one (am using Sweetheart’s laptop now to write this).
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*Chant to self*
It’s all part of the learning process. It’s all part of moving on and up. It’s all part of life. It’s all part of me.
*Repeat the above*
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