I'm the 4th weirdest person I know (the other 3 are some of my old college roommates). I do A LOT of weird things, particularly when I'm alone (you know, to keep other people from knowing how weird I ACTUALLY am). In speaking to a coworker, I've found out that I'm not as weird as I think I am. Well okay, actually I'm still weird but I found out she's just as weird because she's done some of the same things. Anyway, I've decided, against my better judgment, to share some of the weird things I do. Try to relate, if you can't, at least try not to judge.I know it's weird but...
...I pretend I'm blind to see how well my other senses work. This is actually kind of practical, really. What happens if I, in some freak accident, lost my sight. Guess who would know how to get from the front door of my apartment to the bathroom in my apartment...THIS GIRL! Honestly, the only reason I consider this weird is because of the look my supervisor gave me when she caught me twice in one day trying to blindly navigate my way from the hallway to the restroom.
...When I'm driving and a sad song comes on, I pretend to be in a music video. There's a lot of pondering looks out the window and plenty of "fighting back tears" looks; I've gotten really good at it.
...I like to talk in a British accent to strangers. This comes as no surprise if you know me AT ALL. I kind of do it all the time, even to people who aren't strangers. Like maybe too much. Okay I probably should cut back on the accent. Sorry guys.
...I haven't done this in awhile but when I have a jam session at home by myself, I'll act as though I'm putting on a concert (yes, to a non-existent audience). They love me.
...I haven't done this in awhile but when I have a jam session at home by myself, I'll act as though I'm putting on a concert (yes, to a non-existent audience). They love me.
...If i come home to an empty house, I act like I'm in a scary movie. I don't always let this one go too far because sometimes i actually get scared. I guess I'm just that good, so...
...Often times I have like 5 minutes to pack or get ready for something, so as I stuff things into a bag, I constantly look over my shoulder as if waiting for my violent husband to put his hand on my shoulder and ask "where do you think you're going?" i.e. ENOUGH, SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY.
...Pretty much anytime I have to type, I pretend to be entering some secret code to hack into some secret database. Yes, I'm doing this right now, as I type this blog.
...Sometimes in the bathroom (only at my house) I'll pretend to be a guest on a talk show. Of course when I enter the bathroom there's a room full of people clapping and screaming for me and I'm waving and blowing kisses to the audience (I'm contemplating not putting this in here because it's so embarrassing). And obviously in this "pretending" I have a new movie coming out that of course already has Oscar buzz but I remain humble and am just " so happy to be apart of such an inspiring and amazing movie and work with such an incredible director with an incomparable vision". Or something like that...
You guys, I'm weird, I know. But at least I'm putting it out there in the open for all to see. Love me or only kind of like me. Your choice.
...Sometimes in the bathroom (only at my house) I'll pretend to be a guest on a talk show. Of course when I enter the bathroom there's a room full of people clapping and screaming for me and I'm waving and blowing kisses to the audience (I'm contemplating not putting this in here because it's so embarrassing). And obviously in this "pretending" I have a new movie coming out that of course already has Oscar buzz but I remain humble and am just " so happy to be apart of such an inspiring and amazing movie and work with such an incredible director with an incomparable vision". Or something like that...
You guys, I'm weird, I know. But at least I'm putting it out there in the open for all to see. Love me or only kind of like me. Your choice.
