My office sucks. Sucks. As do all LS students (except the two/three I know who are excused from this miserable rant). One told me today she didn't want to talk to me but would prefer someone who spoke "real English". Feel v foreign and unloved. Like an alien. Wait, that IS what I am. My great hope of being assimilated into this wonderful melting pot is slowly eroding away. My own Horatio Alger story will never be written.
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o my...guess my office isnt that fun loving here... :(
Mine either. But it's comforting to know that someone works in an office that would do this.
My office sucks. Sucks. As do all LS students (except the two/three I know who are excused from this miserable rant). One told me today she didn't want to talk to me but would prefer someone who spoke "real English". Feel v foreign and unloved. Like an alien. Wait, that IS what I am. My great hope of being assimilated into this wonderful melting pot is slowly eroding away. My own Horatio Alger story will never be written.
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