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One hour is too long. My life is different than it used to be. I am very bad at reflection, because I can never remember how I used to be. All I know now is that I am one of the most quiet people in the class. Everyone is yammering and yammering and jawing and jawing about silly things and laughing at jokes that are not funny to me. It all just seems like nervous laughter to me, and I don't think there is a good reason to be reason, only a good reason to be quiet. I can't wait to learn about cell phones. We have been in that room for four hours and have done literally nothing. We did a group exercise with no purpose for over an hour. I just can't believe that this company is well off. Do they know that they are paying us for this? I used to be the class clown and loud, and always talking, and now I am sit and write on my note pad. When I am spoken to I respond briefly and to the point. I told snailandsky "It can't be that bad." I told her mean things "Not everyone is a dumby, you are just being a grinch creep." Now I am starting to see. Eating and sitting and not talking and waiting and not doing anything. |