is it my imagination …
…or is everyone crazy?
In the last few weeks, this question has been bounced around by several of my friends and I as we have reached the conclusion that as we get older, our circle of friends continues to shrink because there is a massive shortage of normal people.
This became quite telling when I started at where I currently work. I’d be putting it mildly if I were to say that there were definitely people here that are “touched”. When I first started there was the blatant crazy that tended to induce panic attacks on my part. You never knew if you were going to be “next” in terms of the next person to go crazy or be the next victim of a crazy attack. But once those characters were dealt with, the blatantly crazy soon became what I like to call “undercover”, being that you think someone is cool one minute and you’re rolling with them and then, poof! They suddenly expose their asses, which seems to be the norm these days. I like to think of my office as a microcosm of what society is really like. I think I became so acutely aware of this because there isn’t a lot of privacy where I am. There are no cubicles; we’re all pretty much on top of each other so all the nonsense and random acts of buffoonery are out in the open.
And then I joined Match…and well, all one needs to do is mosey on over to my other blog to see what that’s about. I think that pretty much confirmed my suspicions of this societal craziness that has infected the populace. Constant and I were of the opinion that at least if people were paying to use this service, the financial obligation would at least weed out the nutters. I was wrong; these are just nutters with a Visa account. I could only imagine what the free services are like…oh, wait, I did actually sign up for one of those and well…that’s quite frightening.
I used to think that when you got older and reached adulthood, you kinda got it together but I see that is not the case…AT ALL. Maybe that’s the case because the stark black and white, right and wrong aspect soon became this strange gray area where it’s not so cut and dry. You just try and figure out what level of craziness you are most comfortable with.
So I guess you could say I’m trying to figure out where my bullshit threshold is. I’ll let you know when I figure it out.
I don’t think you’re nuts, people seem to be letting their true sides show more where I work as well. Then it’s that time of the year when people are nuts anyway, so it just makes it worse. I hope you find something else you want to do, and get out that circus you are now. Good luck!