Working at the bindery is not the most thrilling job in the world, and basically requires no thinking. I am waiting for the day they train a chimp to do my job. All day you just stand in the same spot; book in machine, press button, take book out, and repeat. This not requiring much thought, leaves basically 8 hours a day of thinking time.
I wish that I could get a 2nd job as like a 'dear abby' type of person because I would have SO much time to think about and solve there problems. I have already basically analyzed and reanalyzed (several times) every relationship in my life. It's gotten to the point where I analyze my friends relationships with their friends.
Sometimes I go so deep into what I refer to as bindery think. That I freak myself out. Once I was certain for like 20 minutes that I wasn't really in the bindery and I was a crazy person. Another time I wrote like 6 songs in my head. One of favorites was when I thought of what animal everyone in the bindery most looks like.
In order to keep myself from getting the same song stuck in my head ALL day long. I play games like 'what song is stuck that person's head' you can usually tell by the rhythm they are working to, and the popular songs the radio. Or I play who 'secretly-wants-so-and-so'.. which is NOT very much fun anymore because the summer help has gone back to high school. I also play 'what is that Russian saying;. where I try and figure out what on earth they are saying to each other.
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