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So, I'm an engineering intern. I get up at 8:30 and get home at 6:30. I work in the interim, I screw screws, glue snubbers, and plug daughtercards into motherboards so they can be tested. I'm always surrounded by bubble-wrap. Everything has to be put in bubble-wrap. Always.
By and large, it feels like a masquerade. I rifle through my threadbare wardrobe, put on my cleanest looking clothes, and work in an office building full of engineers. They all say "Hi, pleased to meet you, my name is such-and such" But I can't remember their names because I don't think they are earnestly "pleased to meet me". I always feel like somebody is going to tap me on the shoulder and say "Hey, who are you? How did you get in here? I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave" and then forcibly eject me from the building. It hasn't happened yet, but it might. Somebody already criticized my clothing, but I think it was good-nature office-mate ribbing. It is, however, a sign that my ruse is coming apart. The engineers will notice I'm not one of them soon.
I've also been devouring books, and going on dates with myself. Romantic walks in the cold, cups of tea, gentle music and stargazing. My life feels nuts. I spent a year in utter mediocricy, and lots of things just start popping up when winter hits. Anways.
By and large, it feels like a masquerade. I rifle through my threadbare wardrobe, put on my cleanest looking clothes, and work in an office building full of engineers. They all say "Hi, pleased to meet you, my name is such-and such" But I can't remember their names because I don't think they are earnestly "pleased to meet me". I always feel like somebody is going to tap me on the shoulder and say "Hey, who are you? How did you get in here? I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave" and then forcibly eject me from the building. It hasn't happened yet, but it might. Somebody already criticized my clothing, but I think it was good-nature office-mate ribbing. It is, however, a sign that my ruse is coming apart. The engineers will notice I'm not one of them soon.
I've also been devouring books, and going on dates with myself. Romantic walks in the cold, cups of tea, gentle music and stargazing. My life feels nuts. I spent a year in utter mediocricy, and lots of things just start popping up when winter hits. Anways.