I left work at five on the dot and got home at quarter after six. It didn't seem like my commute was fifteen minutes longer than usual. I must have fallen asleep for a while because I woke up thinking that I was close to my stop. Instead, I was only halfway home. It didn't feel like a boring seventy-five minute trek. There must have been a time warp somewhere along the way...yeah, that's the ticket.
I should show this movie* to my father. Upon seeing this, he would say something like: "Nooo...that movie is not true." Then he'll try to re-enact an exchange between doctors and patients in 'real life.' The man likes his fast food. Yet, he's an immigrant. He should get to enjoy all that America can offer whenever he likes. I'll give him the benefit of the doubt on that one. Anyway, it was a good documentary; seemingly exaggerated at times, but well done.
The corporate headshots showed up today. Mine is slightly cheesier than my senior picture. They really try to make your face glow on these things and I look suprisingly clean and corporate. I wonder if they'll use my shot if they try to display cultural diversity on an employee pamphlet or job fair ad. That would be hilarious and sad.
[* Leftover Chinese's "Uh oh, the truck have started to move" film of the week]
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