Finale grotesque

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The last standing man in HQ, Mr. Yamada, was very enthusiastic about “improving” the overseas operations and considered me one of his disciples to execute his plans. He was young […]

Venom to venom

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I was fighting a lone battle. I was allowed no more attempts to prove my worth to my colleagues, most of whom were polite and left me alone. But only […]

Plan B

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I don’t remember how the breakdown unfolded. I believe I called Stuart and told him about the call and everything that happened since my relocation was agreed upon. I might […]

The call

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I told Stuart I didn’t want to give up Germany yet and wanted to give myself another couple of years to achieve something. Stuart said it was fine.  Summer was […]

Accent politics – part 1

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Since I arrived in Europe, especially as I started seeing Stuart, I became increasingly conscious of my accented English. Because of a stint in California, my accent was tinged with […]

Computer says no

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By the time I returned from a trip to Ireland with Stuart in the Easter Holiday, my life in Germany felt difficult to bear compared to weekends I spent in […]

The paranoia of Founder the Great

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It was bad enough that my relationship with Mr. N was souring, but I also started losing the men in HQ, who had at least been cheering me on from […]

Weekend offer

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I came back to work hoping things would improve in my life in Germany. I was driving to work now and wanted to explore the city and beyond in my […]

Sacrifice and reward

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When I went into the office the following week, Mr. N told me to watch my behavior because people watched and talked. I figured he was referring to Stuart and […]

Commute

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I commuted on public transportation in the first couple of months. The nearest station was only a few minutes walks from my apartment. However, I lived in the east, while […]