The longer I hang around this job, the more I realize how out of place I am. The guys are great (in general), and I totally respect each of them for different reasons. I feel as though I am somewhat of a laughing stock for some reason. This is not a good feeling. It is a damaging feeling, and I know that I cannot continually submit myself to that kind of emotional lambast. Further, I think I intimidate those around me because I won't conform to their peer pressure. I'm not immune to peer pressure, I simply don't regard them as my peers. They aren't my peers, not because they aren't smart enough to be, but because our interest are light-years apart. I go home and review academic papers for publication, they go home and watch sports (drink in hand).
Plans for the night: Work on my last paper.
Music for the night: Groove Salad streaming radio.
