Tuesday, June 26, 2001
blizzzzzog.

here i am. i have been home from work for about 9 hours today. we never do anything at work. the leave us out in the field alone, and expect us to continue weeding. when we don't, they don't care. it is insanity. we do about 2 or 3 hours of real work a day, on average, and get paid for 8. it is sheer and utter total fucking insanity!!!!!! i don't know how we keep our jobs, but we do. i love my job. it is the greatest.

anyways, on to the real subject matter of the day. i have some weird phobias. as if i wasn't weird enough, the things i am scared of are weird. i have some normal ones, like spiders and closed spaces and such. i realize, i am pretty damn claustrophobic. i thought i wasn't, but i really am. anyways, one of the things i am the most afraid of is someone being around while i am in the bathroom. it is crazy. even if it is in my house, if i hear people walking around the door or something, it just screws everything up. it makes public restrooms entirely out of the question. i think this is half the reason i failed out of college, because i would stay up until 5 in the morning when i knew no one would be in there to bug me. needless to say, i have an insane bladder now. i never used the bathroom in high school, except to change costumes for a play. i used the bathroom once in junior high, at midnight, when i was the last one in the school setting up for a play. this was 9th grade. even my drama teacher had left, and i was still in there tweaking my sound board so everything would sound alright the next day, which happened to be the dress rehearsal. i have never used a bathroom at work, either at the office or a job site. this goes back to REI, hollywood video, and my two cabinet worker jobs back in the day. i have been into the bathroom at REI twice, and the bathroom at office twice. REI, both times were because i cut myself on a knife on the display case. both times here were to put a sticky note on the mirror. anyways, i used to go through whole summer camps at boy scouts without going into the bathrooms. i realize this is really weird, and i don't know where this fear comes from, but yeah. i sit here at work, and watch people walk off to the bathroom, and realize i have never been the one to say hey, i am going to the bathroom, and wander off. crazyness. why do you care? you don't. but you read this anyways

And, i'm out......





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