recaps

i have left my first american work place after only being there a few weeks. on my last day of work, i really started thinking about the fact that i was just like all the rest, one of those poeple who drive in to work in a car, alone. all those grid locks, traffic jams, all the result of urban sprawl, and i was a part of it, big time.
i guess it was better to figure this out just one day before starting to commute to work by train, rather then 3 years after the fact.
my new work place is different. different from what i knew in israel and surely different from what i learned here.
i have a buttoned up black cotton logo sales shirt, that is impeccably ironed. i have a name tag. i make commissions. i work for a big corporation. i am yet another step closer to my american dream.
i must got out and photograph something this weekend, otherwise i will be a total looser.
work is should be fun. work should be somthing you want to do a place you want go with poeple you want to meet. i think that in prisma in israel i met a new family. at my previuos work place here, one of the more senior workers tried to be more liked by the boss so she addopted him and the office manager as her store perants. even as a joke it was fake. this is a general problem with americans and hence also the american dream. alot of it is based in fake things, kinda like cheesy cheapo chinese immitations of real products. you can tell the chinese guy who worked on them tried hard to make something real but all he can do is a fake. here the original is fake. so what is real?

dont get me wrong, israel of course is just a place with really terrible people. real bad reality is not better then a so so fake one.