I walked into reception area of the office and was greeted by an array of pictures. These are pictures of beer and stout. They ranged from Baron, Heineken to Guiness Stout(however that is spell) Yes! I am working in a brewery.Asia Pacific Brewery, Singapore.

I get to know everything there is to know about beer. Not about the brewing process, but the prices and the the different categories of beer. Yes I get to drink them, if I want to. Its free flow of beer everyday! Sounds appealing, but not to me.

I keep the word of wisdom, and thats me. I never will touch alcohol, caffine or drugs. Well thats me.

My colleagues are really cool, but I am still an alien in the office. I am not one of them, and neither are they part of my league. They dont speak my language.... and we are all not of the same generation(thats the scary part)

First day of work aint all that great. I am sick, down with a slight fever. Nose is constantly running, like its running a marothon(something similar) My whole body hurts, my head weighs a ton, my arms feel like they are going to fall apart any second now. I am drifting fast into dreamland as I strive to sort the documents and verify accounts. Surprisingly, the air around doesnt smell anything like beer, so that is good news.

The air in the office is dreadful. Its awfully quiet. I call it pregnant silence, because its full... and yet slient. Its like, someone somewhere in this office, sitting in a some corner is just waiting to burst out, but he can't do so, because he is all stuffed up. (do u get the idea?)

I know I am different from the people there, A different Breed, a different Class, all in its entity.