I developed a new phobia – Meeting new people<\/p>\n
I used to<\/em> think that I am quite a social person who like to meet new friends. I enjoy talking and networking<\/em> – on behalf of my quieter\/more conservative husband. Things do change. I am not sure if it’s age or maybe I am just not as confident as I thought I was. <\/p>\n So, you know how the meeting people procedure goes…<\/p>\n First, you got to introduce yourself then your spouse New friend: oo… you work for XXX company. What about you? Here you get the odd pause or “…” response and the somewhat pitiful or sympathetic look ..That is when I second guess what he’s thinking “She’s such a lazy bummer who doesn’t work?!”<\/p>\n After repeats of 100000X of the above awkward situation, I feel sick to my stomach when I had to explain the painful and tormenting bond which is engulfing my soul and eating me up slowly. It is like a poison in my blood and pollutes my thoughts. <\/p>\n Leave the bond aside. What can I do without the bond? Sadly, NOTHING! My visa don’t allow me to work here! Unless…. some company is willing to sponsor me – who would?! I am not an IT professional! You know what? I will try.. nevertheless..<\/p>\n I always believe that work is not everything. BH is happy that I’m not working. I can’t avoid those condescending looks or weird conversations. Can I?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I developed a new phobia – Meeting new people I used to think that I am quite a social person who like to meet new friends. I enjoy talking and networking – on behalf of my quieter\/more conservative husband. Things do change. I am not sure if it’s age or maybe I am just not … <\/p>\n
\nNext, talk about what you do… and here’s the problem or rather MY problem…<\/p>\n
\nMe: I don’t work
\nNew friend: I see<\/p>\n