Looking in from the outside

I realized this morning that in every job I have ever had, somehow I have managed to be on the outside. This stems from a comment at my new job that someone was seeing me that way already and I have only been there a week. I like to think that it is a function of my outlook at work. I work with people and they always come first. I think who ever I work with have rights and deserve dignity. And somehow I end up here on the outside again. I am crazy but hopefully in a good way. More later.