the challenges of expression

No, I'm not talking about slimming centres.

I knocked off at 6.40 today, one of the earliest times in a while. Took my colleague's advice to go off early while I still have the chance. The way things are going, it might not be long before I no longer have that option.

On the whole, I rather like where I am. The job is challenging, and looks set to become even more so. There's a veritable mountain of details to remember, and given that my brain runs on limited RAM, my efforts thus far have yielded rather mixed results.

Cramming issues aside, there are other difficulties. Like learning a new language. It may seem a whole lot like English, but Officialese has its own nuances and subtleties, which makes it as challenging to me as French ever was (i.e. c'est tres difficile). Terms like 'revert' and 'going forward' keep springing their nasty traps as I stumble through the unfamiliar linguistic territory. I'm idly wondering if writing 'hey can I grab this stuff from you?' is a hanging offence.

Don't worry, I'm not about to find out. Unless I forget myself.

Apart from having mucho problemo learning la lingo nouveau, I realise I've also happened to lose my ability to think critically. Okay, I didn't have much of that in the first place, so it's pretty easy to misplace. Still, it's kinda embarrassing when I find myself latching on to whatever other people say, unable to poke many (or any) holes in their thinking. Part of it may be due to the fact that everyone I deal with knows more than me, so half the time I'm drowning in unfamiliar background facts. Nevertheless, I seem to have a lot of work to do to re-learn proper thinking.

In essence, there's plenty for me to catch up on. On the positive side, I have friendly colleagues who're more than willing to help me out where they can. So I'm pretty sure that I'll make it eventually. Given some time and support, I'm confident that things will improv- er, 'make significant progress towards achieving projected outcomes'.