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Fletch the Oven Master

The fluorescent glow of the Pizza Hut kitchen had never been Fletch's preferred lighting. His natural habitat, the realm of the orcs, boasted the harsh, beautiful glare of volcanic ash and the flickering torchlight of cavernous halls. Here, it was the relentless hum of fryers and the clatter of pizza trays. Fletch, an ogre-type monster whose hulking frame barely fit beneath the low-slung ceilings, had endured another shift. The final buzzer for the last delivery order echoed like a distant war drum. Fletch, whose official title was, "Oven Master & Dough Specialist", slammed a fresh Supreme into its thermal bag. "Done", he rumbled, a sound that made the teenage cashier jump. The red Pizza Hut polo, stretched taut across his broad, greenish chest, felt like a straightjacket. The smell of processed cheese and stale bread clung to him like a desperate limpet. He didn't bother with the staff locker room. The polo was ripped off with a single, powerful tug...

Re-Claiming My Identity with Confidence and Pride

Throughout my high school years, I was surrounded by a collective group of individuals who presented a façade of friendship and camaraderie. However, looking back, I realise now that these relationships were largely superficial and founded on a foundation of mediocrity rather than genuine mutual support or shared interests.

Their primary focus was on external appearances, social status, and conforming to the cliques and-peer pressure that defined our high school experience. They often took credit for my successes and accomplishments, as if my hard work, dedication, and natural aptitudes were somehow a reflection of their own abilities. This dynamic of false attribution and diminished individuality became a pervasive aspect of our social dynamic.

Meanwhile, I continued to pursue my passions and interests outside of their narrow scope. I devoured information on a wide range of subjects, learned new skills, and strove to better myself in various ways. However, my efforts were frequently dismissed, belittled, or overshadowed by their emphasis on superficial aspects of high school life, such as popularity, partying, and material possessions.

It was during the early days of Facebook, when the platform first emerged as a way for people to connect and share aspects of their lives online, that I began to realise the importance of distancing myself from this group. Their constant need for validation, status updates, and groupthink made it clear that they were not the kind of people with whom someone aspired to associate.

As I gradually disentangled myself from their social orbit, I found solace in the online communities and like-minded individuals I encountered. These connections, formed through shared interests and intellectual pursuits, provided a sense of belonging and understanding that eluded me within the confines of my high school social circle.

Today, as I reflect on those formative years, I can confidently claim pride in the person I've become – a better, more advanced, and self-assured individual who has learned to navigate the complexities of relationships and prioritise authenticity over superficiality. I am grateful for the experiences and lessons that shaped me, including the wisdom gained from recognising and distancing myself from those who sought to diminish my achievements and identity.




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