This is probably the most difficult when you get a new job. God knows I try, but it's especially difficult to fill the space left behind by the former Native English Teacher (NET). I try to be kind to everyone, and talkative (which I am usually not), and to seem to be interested in whatever they tell me, even if it is boring me to death really.
This week so far, I couldn't hear anything but "Antonio" did this, "Antonio" did that, "Antonio" liked to do it this and that way, everybody loved "Antonio" bla,bla,bla....
It makes me want to scream. "Look at me! Right into my face. Look at my long blond hair, my undeniably existing boobs, my high heel boots and my skirt. Do I look like an "Antonio"to you???
No, right? Because I'm not Antonio. I never was and I never will be. I am Dali, and I do different things in different ways. Accept me the way I am. This is me, this is how I am. Like it or lump it!"
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