I packed my business gear into my green duffle-bag, that looked as inappropriate to it’s contents, as I felt going on the trip. The trip was business, and I felt like an impostor. A fake business man, who might look the part, but secretly wanted to bring down the organization of which I had just joined. It felt wrong, as if I had sold myself out to the suits I said I would always rebel against.
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3 responses to “New life (part1)”
Yeah, but you look damn sexy in a suit.
secretly bringing down the organization you work for…. sounds very Sydney Bristow and SD-6 (Two 'Alias' references if you don't watch the show). Of course we know who won that one.
I know it makes me sound like a shut-in, but I never watch any TV. I could say that it's because I never have time to watch, but the real reason is I'm too cheap to get cable.