I work in a warehouse for a Brazilian leggings company. I work here everyday. I am in here everyday. I feel like I'm here more than I am home and although I am not pleased with the actuality, it's become second nature.

The setting is much like the real world; a college students metaphorical "dive," so to speak.Watching, observing, reacting when the time is right. Everyone in this office speaks a different language as their first. Therefore, English is barely spoken in the office itself. Portuguese is the primary tongue. Not understanding what is happening around you, trusting your instincts to do what the right thing. Being less experienced than those around you.

Today I've found that I have started to make out actual sentences and that the language is no longer incoherent babble. I'm a listener and I don't say much unless asked. I do my work, help others, then go home. This repeats everyday. Every week, every month.

This is the same for the "real world."

A haiku:

I constantly think,
One day I will be boss.
"Ashley, please help me."