Today, I parody myself
Before we begin, I would like to make two disclaimers. Firstly, the title seems to imply that I regularly use this blog to make parodies. This is a lie. Secondly, this post actually has nothing to do with parodies anyway, but “parody” sounds better than “take the piss out of”. I apologise to my readers for this misdirection.
The topic of today’s post is my noticing, of late, that the mighty iron grip I usually have on my sanity has been loosening slightly. At the moment, I’m working in the post-room of a financial company, and there is naught to keep me company but poorly addressed letters from Scottish Widows. Incidentally, Scottish Widows, I hate you! There are more departments to a company than just finance, please learn to address your post properly!
My madness takes the form of giggling at things that really are not funny. For example, yesterday I was asked to sign for a package. I began with the usual M, and then, on a whim, decided to just go mad and scribble something illegible. This, I thought at the time, was the height of wit. I even took a photograph of it when the delivery guy went to use the toilet, but after seeing the look of deep concern on my friend’s face when I showed it to her, I shan’t post it here.
Other similar incidents have included opening three sides of the envelope with the letter opener so that it opened like a book — this gave me particular mirth — and also accidentally flicking letters across the office when trying to open them. Then doing it again on purpose a couple of times. It’s the joys of working with post!
Contributing factors may include the fact that I am seated next to the coffee machine, which means I have a steady intake of caffeine throughout the day. See also my post of a few days back talking about my emotional dependence on love of food.
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Just how worried should we be? Nothing in the post surprises me or seems to me to be at all unlike you, but you do seem to be slightly concerned about your sanity. So maybe you are indeed getting more so. Not long till Sheffield, huh? Just don’t let them (accidentally) take your soul (off you and post it back with the returned mail to Scottish Widows)…
No, I was exaggerating :) just getting a little depressed again. Also work is boring, so I have to find something to do with my time. Quite a lot of people get helped on the WordPress support forums while I’m at work, I also answer lots of emails and write draft posts. It’s great in a lot of ways :D
Good. Thought so. :)
Jolly good.
(Feel sure I’ve already responded to this but it doesn’t seem to be here…)
Yeah, akismet ate your comment, would you believe it! Have no fear, they have been fully recovered :)
Sanity has nothing to do with it. You are merely expanding and developing the concept of being bored to tears. Never underestimate the power of boredom. It is a true curse. Giggling at ridiculous thoughts is natural as I am sure you know.