Didn’t I touch on this about a month ago?
About how I’m a fierce introvert? How large crowds and egregious social interaction drains the life out of me?
Oh, I did!
Tonight, I am sapped. Drained through and through. I’ve been at this job about 3 weeks and during week one they sprung a Halloween surprise on me. Let’s do a Kill Bill Halloween costume theme!
Normally, I would bow out of such foolishness. I was caught off guard. I had no choice but to say…OK, and furthermore, act enthusiastic about it. I work with all women, so I’m sure they knew it was a difficult task for me. I’m a manly man! (even though my height has become good humor)
This left me with 2 weeks to formulate a Kill Bill costume. I used this website which literally shows you how to make the most obscure costumes, and while Kill Bill is not necessarily obscure (for women), Bill is very much so (for men). With extraordinary help from my mother and brother, I got this train wreck together. I could not have done it alone while simultaneously learning a new job. The more I learn, the busier I get. This is a general maxim across all human society. Adeptness equals responsibility. This if fine. I have no quarrels with this. I love a challenge, and a pure challenge this has been. I’ve had good training, unlike some of the shit I’ve complained about before, but there is always a lot to wrap your head around. Especially when you’re trying to design a Halloween costume at the same fucking time.
For an introvert, this has been an incredibly trying period. I feel that finally, tomorrow, I can settle into a serene period of commitment to tasks at hand, being that the previous two and a half weeks have been spent worrying about shit like this:
Haha, yes, in a fit of delusional anonymity, I have blurred my face, but removed a co-worker’s. Blurred faces can sorta be re-conjured.
The introvert in me breathes a sigh of relief.
But there is a demented part of me that loves this stuff. OK, maybe love is a strong word. But I “enjoy” it in the sense it reaffirms some vague wonderful bullshit I’ve never known in my life. Still, my proudest moment today was not my costume or the fact people might have liked me. It was that I finally dissembled this mammoth spread sheet and reconstructed it into a usable form. It only took 2.5 days. Shit.
I like being alone. I’m not a Halloween person.