Another lunch with Shannon Friday. Apparently, the guys have been looking at porn with her on the web...from work!!! I thought all that shit was blocked out. Besides, isn't that sexual harassment or something. Then, she proceeds to tell the story of what they saw in front of the customers! I do not like Mom's work environment at all right now. I kinda feel like whatever people are into is cool with me, but if I wanted to be exposed to weird shit and lewd shit I'd be looking it up on the web myself. I'm sure the customer's feel the same way. I'm not a prude. People can do what they want. But, I don't want to talk about that anymore than they want to talk about what I am interested in.
And, I seem to have inherited Mom and Papa's propensity for not hearing details or distinct voices when there's a lot of noise. It's like my ears or my brain short circuit. I also have either paranoia or delusions because I can always swear that people are talking to me and then they aren't. It's partly the cell phone craze I think. I'll be talking to someone and then they'll pick up their cell and start talking to whomever. Or people have five different conversations at once or something. But, also, I kinda feel like I don't speak the same language as anyone I know in person right now. And, it's making my anxiety level go through the roof! I feel twitchy and shit all the time. But, when I'm at home and not thinking about social settings, I'm fine. Maybe I'm becoming social phobic. Maybe I'm just psyching myself out. I don't know.
TMR
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