It's like One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest meets The Office... or even a scene from Noah Wyle's African sojourn in ER... multiple long queues of men and women in identical white business shirts burst outward from the bunkerhouse building.
All I have to do, they tell me, is pass the employees' annual health checks in Vietnam. Standard procedure, apparently.
I'm under the impression that the company is as curious as I am to see how I survived here for so long;
mosquitoes, traffic, bacteria, unexploded bombs, women with small bags (don't ask, secret men's business, ok!) ...they're all out to get me!
Thoughts of a Ned Flanders 'reconditioning