Today was weird.

Usually I try and be more creative with my subject lines or at least try something a bit different and not give away what my blog is about. I do not have it in me today to change it.

My day started as most Mondays do, getting out of bed groggy eyed, reminiscing the Sunday sleep in and instantly regretting getting out of bed at all. As I am on the train people are also in the sleep walking mode and I love that I don’t have to hear Susan or Katie or some other woman’s name bitching about her friends, coworkers or family for 40 minutes and repeating the same details again and again to the point that you actually feel sorry for her narcissistic ways and daydream about all the scenarios in which you can help her, but you don’t. You just sit there, dreamy eyed half paying attention to the stops because there has been a few too many times in which you have missed your stop.

Now to the weird part, I get off at the right stop and there is someone dressed like a giant Pikachu, obviously something to do with the Pokemon Go craze? But there is no one around them and they are just walking back and forth, not saying anything. I started to see how dirty their costume was and walked very fast in the opposite direction.

I get to work and my manager states within the first ten minutes of me being there: “I have to tell you something but you can’t get mad?” straight away I am mad. I cant stand people telling me how to handle my emotions.(the red head in me takes over) He proceeds to tell me anyways, ignoring my annoyance. Pretty much the short  version is that someone at my work has put in a complaint for me talking to much at work? The crazy thing is, I dont talk much at work. I am always listening to Podcasts and I only talk when asked to? Because there is a huge age gap between my coworkers and I. They tell ‘Ya mumma jokes all day long. Being born after them, I enjoy memes and not repeating the same thing repeatedly. So that was really odd and I am dreading tomorrow when I am around them, mainly because I think I am possibly going to be a child about it. I just dont know how I can stop talking that much that I have been accused when I barely talk at all.

The last odd thing is when I was on my way home from work I got off at my station and this elderly lady pointed at me and called me “Pappa” before I could retaliate this younger lady pulled her away. I have so many questions for this lady.

A)Do I look like a man?

B) Do I look like an elderly man?

C) Should I rethink these glasses?

D) Were you just fucking with me?


5 thoughts on “Today was weird.

    1. I found out who the person was and I actually feel sorry for her. That is all I can do, she has such a huge cloud of uncertainty and perfection around her it must be so unbelievably draining. It goes to show age has nothing to do with confidence.

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