My World's Getting Crowded

Have you ever felt that your world is getting smaller everyday?

Wait. Lemme rephrase that...

Have you ever felt that your world is getting smaller every hour?!

I have a new job. The minute I started, my world started to get really crowded. I'm supposed to be an Assistant Manager for Operations (that's a giveaway, now you might know where I work), which is pretty much just a fancy term for a supervisor or team leader. And each day at work feels like a high school reunion. I don't even friggin' need to look for people I know. All I need to do is just walk around one floor and in a few minutes I'll hear someone calling my name. Mind you, I was not a popular girl in high school. I have told some of my friends that back then I was bordering being a loser for several reasons: One, I was overweight (around 150 lbs.); two, I was a delinquent; three, I had frizzy hair (I still do now but it has tamed); and four, I had a name that everybody mispronounced which triggered people to brand me with a vernacular term which means "your pants are falling."

Other than the perpetual high school reunion I'm experiencing, I found myself working with former college schoolmates, former workmates, and acquaintances both old and new. Here are just a few descriptions of the people I see at work:

- former high school batchmates who used to pick on me
- former high school batchmates who I used to pick on
- high school buddies since the beginning of time
- former members of the Boyzone fan club (yes, Ronan Keating was the love of my life)
- college batchmates who I never imagined working in a call center
- an ex-convict that I went out with (Literally went out with ok? FYI, I did not date him ok?! That's his press release)
- former workmates from various companies
- moms of friends
- a friend of my dad (Eek! An HR guy who calls my dad "Tito Jun!")
- people that (suprisingly) has the same friends as I do
- the only suitor who tried to make a move when I had a boyfriend
- the sister of an ex-boyfriend
- the brother of a guy I'm sorta "seeing"

So there. Put yourself in my shoes, and tell me how would you feel? Anyway, I really don't know if I should be happy or sad that my world's getting smaller. It's nice but not so nice in a way. I really can't explain it. I have no problem with it at all. It just seems to be really convenient. And I'm not even sure if I'm sarcastic when I say that.