21 January 2012
I walk into the cramped kitchen where 3 of the team are deep in conversation. As I enter, the words dry up in their mouths and one them spits out a change of subject into the pause. They all look at the floor hoping I hadn't noticed, knowing that I had.
I should have said something, but I was caught by surprise and I worried that I had misunderstood the situation.
All this talking behind my back is making me paranoid.
Paranoia • Opuss № I