What's to Say it is Right

So I wake up in an apartment with three other adult men, all of us working on the same project away from our homes, and endure the crowded and inconvenient harassment of sharing the facilities and small spaces. One of the crew speaks no English so that makes it even more fun. I wonder if this sort of challenge is a normal part of life or if for some reason I have been singled out for special treatment.

The work is okay, the pay,(as always), could be better, but no changing that now I already knew what what I signed up for. Well gotta go for now I'll add more later.