The office

I haven't had any flying dreams lately. I'm having a different kind now. I'm going to work in a new town. I don't know my way around and I don't know the people. I know the name of the company and manage to find the building but once inside there is nothing I recognise. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, but I know that admitting to that would not be good. I have to carry on as if I have no doubts at all. I avoid talking to anyone but when I listen l notice that all the conversations are evasive, sliding away from specifics, avoiding the definite. No one makes eye contact.