My First Day At Work
The past is a foreign country
6 min readJun 1, 2022
August 1976. It was one of the hottest summers in a decade. There was a hosepipe ban across the parched land. I was a month away from my nineteenth birthday and about to start my first day at work, doing a job that would define my entire working life. I was away from my home town and felt as lonely as hell.
