Stranger in a strange land

Recently, I found a website on my company's expatriate resources that helps people moving into managerial positions in other countries. Although I know that I am probably not quite in the managerial position yet, I love taking personality tests, and decided to give it a try.

Before giving out the country info, this website asks 135 personality questions to see what your individual preferences are. You can then select the country that you want to move to, and see where you may experience conflict with the country's general corporate culture.

Out of curiousity, and mostly because it is where I am currently working, I selected USA. Apparently, I am not very compatible with the US of A in terms of communications, social structure, public space, time management, thinking preferences, environmental flexibility, and the list goes on and on. Feeling very abandoned, I tried seeing how I matched with South Korea. Sadly, I am almost as much incompatible with my own "motherland" as I am with my adopted quarters. Also confirming my long held belief that the only place that will accept me as the way I am is probably Mars.

Eager to grasp onto hope, I tried my luck with Angola, where my work is located. Amazingly, I am remarkably in sinc with the Angolan work culture, compared to that of the US or Korea. Well, there you have it people. I guess I am destined to stay an oil worker to Africa the rest of my life.

Speaking of foreign life, my brother is in the ROK Air Force, serving his two years in obligatory service. Since he has no girlfriend that I know of and my parents are not the most dovey people in the world, it automatically means that I will be assuming the role of showering him with letters. Written three so far, and since training lasts another two weeks, I just have seven more left to go. Already running out of stuff to talk about though; how do people actually maintain a prolonged one-way conversation with someone in the army?