In Grade 10 my soccer team were the North West coastal champions. This entitled us to go to Launceston to play Brooks High School (to be Northern champions, I guess?) Before the game we all lined up for some reason; I don't think it was a national anthem but maybe someone said a few words. I went along the opposing line and shook hands with each of them; as I had seen players do on TV in this sort of setup.
No-one else on my team followed my lead. I wasn’t captain or anything, I just felt like I should do it. Every guy I shook hands with, transmitted through his handshake and expression that they thought I was a real specimen. Check out this guy willya.
Anyway how I felt then is how I feel every day in my new spot in the large office at work. I am in a team of one and on some sort of emergency wavelength not shared by anyone else.
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