Talking to Myself
I've noticed something today. I've been talking to myself. I don't mean the normal talking that everyone does. I mean having full out CONVERSATIONS with myself. Everyone was out of the office and I was getting something from a filing cabinet and I was just standing there talking my head off... to ME!
Ok let's go back a few hours. At the beginning of the day I was putting in my contacts and the right one started bothering me really bad. My eye was teary and blood shot. I had to take my contact and put it back in. Low and behold, I had no solution. So I got one of the guys to let me use his, as long as I went out and got it myself. So I'm walking to the car, trying to keep the contact on my finger from 1) blowing away in the Santa Ana's, and 2)drying out and shriveling in the Santa Ana's. On the way out ot the car, BIG BOSS (shit is it one or two? We'll say two) caught me talking to my contact lense. Boy did that go over well. Long story short, both contacts are good now and I got made fun of.
Then after the filing cabinet thing, I was sitting at my desk and BIG BOSS 1, asked me a question. I began answering the question with my head facing away from BB1's door and he left. that's right folks, he left without me knowing. How rude you might ask. Anyway, as I was making my explaination, BB2 walked and starts looking at me like I'm nuts; The conversation went something like this:
BB2: Who the fuck are you talking to?
ME: BB1.
BB2: What do you mean. He's not in his office, I just saw him in the hall.
ME: No, I swear I just heard him ask me a question!!!
BB2: What, are hearing voices now?
ME: I swear, he was here, just now!! HE ASKED ME A QUESTION!
*I'd like to note that at this point I have started to squeak*
BB2: Keep this shit up I'm sending straight to pysch.
ME: BUT HE WAS HERE!!!!
BB2: Sure he was. You're so getting a Section 8.
Later that day...
BB2: Where's BB1?
ME: I don't know. *Starts to laugh*
BB2: What do you mean you don't know?
ME: *still laughing* I don't know!
BB2: Are you on dope?
My day has been very interesting.
Ok let's go back a few hours. At the beginning of the day I was putting in my contacts and the right one started bothering me really bad. My eye was teary and blood shot. I had to take my contact and put it back in. Low and behold, I had no solution. So I got one of the guys to let me use his, as long as I went out and got it myself. So I'm walking to the car, trying to keep the contact on my finger from 1) blowing away in the Santa Ana's, and 2)drying out and shriveling in the Santa Ana's. On the way out ot the car, BIG BOSS (shit is it one or two? We'll say two) caught me talking to my contact lense. Boy did that go over well. Long story short, both contacts are good now and I got made fun of.
Then after the filing cabinet thing, I was sitting at my desk and BIG BOSS 1, asked me a question. I began answering the question with my head facing away from BB1's door and he left. that's right folks, he left without me knowing. How rude you might ask. Anyway, as I was making my explaination, BB2 walked and starts looking at me like I'm nuts; The conversation went something like this:
BB2: Who the fuck are you talking to?
ME: BB1.
BB2: What do you mean. He's not in his office, I just saw him in the hall.
ME: No, I swear I just heard him ask me a question!!!
BB2: What, are hearing voices now?
ME: I swear, he was here, just now!! HE ASKED ME A QUESTION!
*I'd like to note that at this point I have started to squeak*
BB2: Keep this shit up I'm sending straight to pysch.
ME: BUT HE WAS HERE!!!!
BB2: Sure he was. You're so getting a Section 8.
Later that day...
BB2: Where's BB1?
ME: I don't know. *Starts to laugh*
BB2: What do you mean you don't know?
ME: *still laughing* I don't know!
BB2: Are you on dope?
My day has been very interesting.
posted by Unsigned @ 2:45 PM
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