Mean As Custard (calico_pye) wrote,
Mean As Custard

Hen House Blues

I have started my third week at the Hen House and I feel quite cut off. I am on my own in a corner, everyone who was ok for the occasional natter have been scattered to the four winds and my playlist on Spotify seems a bit ragged now.

I am am island and in the canteen, I feel like I'm part of a fricken archipelago, as we all stare at our phones.

How can I feel isolated in a room of sixty people? Very easily, so I have found out. I was two short of six hundred ordets processed, so that is good. I never thought I would say it, but after years of being swamped by other people's conversation, I feel bereft. Like 'Please come back and talk about your nails and nights out"

The factory is a vacuum where original thoughts go to die.
Tags: hen house 2019
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