interacting with people your age who're basically in the same "place" in life that you are - who've completed the same education, who are roughly in your same socioeconomic class, who find the same things and events and people and music and activities interesting - and not being able to make the jokes or comments you'd normally make because oh yeah, you're a working professional now and they are your co-workers first...
that's how i've been feeling about the fellow thoughtworkers. i've been spending a LOT of time with them, and they are all sorts of great, but i keep having to stop myself from blurting out such elegant expressions as "OMG A PUPPY" or "that's what sheeeeee said" or "dumb dumb! god!" or "sometimes my cat's name is kitty meow meow"
well, to be fair, i guess a lot of those barriers were taken down last night after we got back from a bar and played king's cup. (at one point i excitedly yelled "PUPPY WAR!" out the balcony when we saw two strays fighting) but i still felt weird - although we definitely wandered into some foreign territory last night (why does that sound so wrong), i could not shake the whole "wtf, really? i'm playing never have i ever with my coworkers??" feeling...
perhaps it's because i just associate these things with the american college experience too strongly. and technically our training program is called thoughtworks university, so maybe i have an excuse to keep on jiving when i pull a five, at least for the next few weeks...
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