Step One: Spend hours compiling upbeat music playlist
Step Two: Require tomb-like silence
Step Three: Yell at coworkers for humming
Angry OCD Voice: “What’s the absolute worse, most terrible, unpleasant thing you can imagine doing right now?
Angry OCD Voice: “Forget it. You’re boring. Do you want ideas? Because I’ve got razor blades and rubber bands and ice cubes and lemon juice and batteries and salt and matches and —”
Me: “So does Mister Wizard but he’s not a psychopath.”
Life and work has been so hectic lately and I cant wait to go see my girl, Jenny, and get my Sally St Rose nails touched up after work today. I love her because we dont talk…we sit there in silence while she does my nails and every now and again we give glaring stares to people who try to talk to us and then smile at each other. She gets me.