Since I've been out of a job, I've been spending a lot of time alone, especially during the day.
And you know what? When you're by yourself, with no other people around to enforce rules of social decorum, things get weird.
And the more time you spend alone, the weirder they get.
Like when a song gets stuck in your head (let's say, for example, Ray Charles singing "Shake a Tail Feather" from The Blues Brothers), you might start singing it. Loudly. And then you might start changing the lyrics to make the song about your boyfriend's cat ("twist it" = Triskit). You might even dance around a little.
Because no one's watching, right?
You'll also probably stop closing the door when you use the bathroom. And when your roommate comes home early from work, it's quite likely that you won't be wearing pants.
If I ever do get a job, I may have some trouble readjusting to the outside world.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
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Well, one of my co-workers (therefore employed) does pretty much all those things here at work. And more, like just the other day I saw him coming out the restroom with a cookie in his mouth. You don't do that, right?
I've lived alone for the past several years and still close the bathroom door every time. But that's mainly to keep the cats out. I keep telling them I don't need any help, but they just don't listen. :-)
I think you just described many of the things that are awesome about living alone.
Totally. When you're unemployed, pants are the first thing to go.
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