I’m tryin’ to contain an outbreak here, and you’re drivin’ the monkey to the airport
It occasionally still hits me. I’ll be locking the door as I’m on my way out in the morning, and I’ll realize that I have a job. That I’m going to work. It still strikes me as something different. Of course, you have to realize that for most of my life, I’ve been going to school. It’s only for the past seven years that it’s been work.
Why do strangers keep saying things to me in passing? I feel like I’m in some episode of "The Twilight Zone"? I was at Walgreens the other day looking for bug spray when a guy walked by and said, "Got bugs?". Then I was looking at pasta sauces at Safeway, when some random guy in the same aisle said, "You want to find the best one at the lowest price." And last week, the bus driver at the first stop was motioning for people to get on after he’d started up the bus, and he said, "You should get some socks to match that shirt." I was wearing a basic black, button down shirt with thin blue stripes on it.
All I’m saying is it’s annoying. And fucking bizarre.
