Last Sunday
Off in the distance,
A tall church looms,
One hundred years removed
From its last triumph.
The bells still bong
A dull, faded song,
More dirge than invitation.
When you start a new job, the typical pattern of social interaction goes like this:
Week One: You are quiet, distant, sullen, and speak to very few people.
Week Two: You open up a little and realize the people are quite friendly.
Week Three: You begin to see that Jeff is a filthy pervert, Ann is a lush, and Nicolas is a bigot. Screw them all!
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