Saturday, January 17

Living Out Loud*

When I talk to myself others hear me. I need to remember this and chant it, silently to myself.

I'm not crazy, dear readers, I promise you, I'm not.

It seems I have taken my internal dialog with myself and have made it public and external. This means, others can hear me. It's not good.

It's particularly bad at work. I'm sitting happily in my cube and some idiot email comes through and I vocally announce that, yes, indeed, he/she is an idiot.

Or when I'm be reading blogs, you can hear me, saying, "aww, how cute", "Aww, Beth", "Where the F is Beverly?", "I must have that", or "How in the world did they do that?". And I always laugh out loud - if the blog is funny.

My manager must think I'm crazy. She knows I'm in my cube by myself.

And then there is the cube neighbor of mine. I have no idea who he is or what he looks like. He sits on the row over and his cube and my cube back into each other. Well, one day, I was talking to a magazine (oh, yeah the media back talking doesn't stop with the blogs. You should see me watch television.) Sometimes, there are clothes that cute they will elicit a "You are such a pretty" from my lips. And he answered me back. Talk about mortified. Hence, I have no idea what he looks like. I don’t dare walk down that row for anything.

So what? I talk to myself. I talk to myself out loud. Cowboy ignores me. We have caught me yelling the same comment or question to him repeatedly because it seems to me he hasn't heard me or isn't paying me any attention (how dare he?). His answer is, he has no idea if I'm talking to him or myself. The first time he said that to me, I said, "WTF?"
He told me, "TC (that’s what he calls me) you talk to yourself all the time, out loud."
Oh heck no, I don't.

Then my mom came to visit. She talked to herself half the time she was with us. Think that one over and get back to me.



*Has anyone seen this movie? It is so A to the awesome. I recommend it to anyone who has ever doubted or found themselves in new life situations. Go rent it. Holly Hunter, Danny DeVito, Queen Latifah and a whole lot of funny. I watch it whenever I'm feeling down or low.

3 comments:

Beth said...

I haven't seen that movie. I still have to watch Burn After REading!

I talk to myself too! Esp. when reading blogs....I feel like I know these people...REALLY KNOW THEM...so I talk back to them, just like you do!

ya, my kids think I'm nuts!!!

Jacki said...

I'm a talker too. I think my worst is when I go to the bathroom at work. When I walk from my desk to the restroom I have to remind myself not to talk out loud.

Bev said...

To answer your question, Bev is here, feeling unenthused to post about her stay-at-home-mother life. I mean, seriously, how many stories can you hear me tell about Lucero?