A True Blue start

Hello hello welcome its so good to be back. But back from where? I underwent a surgery of sorts, a transfusion of blood from the standard average red blood to the more supernatural blue blood. For the many who do not understand my secret code, in short, I was in training as a new employee of Samsung. It is common knowledge here that everyone from Samsung has the bllod of Samsung running through their veins. And for those completely clueless, Samsungs logo happens to be blue. While I cant really reveal many things that went on during the first training course, I will say this: the Samsung training program is truly unique and, while I cant speak for some of the wild left wing technology giants in California, there is nothing like it in America. I danced, I sang, and I acted. What I didnt do was sleep a whole lot,  usually 3 to 4 hours a night with a few bad nights of just 2 hours.
There is a concept in Korea that people from western cultures have a hard time accepting. It is this idea of oneness. In America we place a lot of emphasis on the individual and his spirit and creativity. In Korea they tend to think of one team as ONE. Oneness doesnt mean that they force everyone to give up their personality and just become a number in a pseudo socialist state of big brotherism. No, its rather that conformity is more valued and emphasized than individuality.
So what does all this business of one ness have to do with me and my training? Everything. Learning how to function in the company within the group yet still expressing ourselves was an important aspect of the training. But Ive said too much already. If you want to know more you are just going to have to contact me directly.
So back to my blue blood and the psychological brainwashing that I went through. In short, it worked. To what extent one must wait and discover for ones self over the course of the next few months but I believe my blood is sufficiently blue. Im just glad that the first round of training is over and I can see my wife again, breath fresh air and see the sun again, and walk outside at will again.
Upon being released from my enprisonment, I mean training, however I did expeeience a slight hint of disconnect from the outside world. I was slightly disoriented with my surroundings. Which lead me to ponder how do ex cons feel aftee being released from years of prison?
A thought to ponder!