Freedom
Some day I hope to have a job where I can totally be myself every day. Where I work now is a little bit conservative, so my crazy antics don’t really go over very well. Everyone laughs when I’m hyper and silly, but it doesn’t seem like something people would be okay with all day every day.
When I worked at the haunted house, being hyper and crazy is part of the job. Without the energy, we’d never put on a good show. Plus, the weirder I am, the better. No one questions you if you run around yelling, “I’LL KEEL YOU! DIEDIEDIE!” I think some people might be a little worried if I started screaming that in my office. In fact, I’m pretty sure they’d call the cops and the men in white coats.
I got a little over exuberant today during a going away party for one of our coworkers. I can’t help it – the topic of Harry Potter, especially the movie being pushed back because of freakin’ Twilight, gets me all kinds of fired up. Everyone cracked up, but comments such as, “Maybe you should be cut off from the rum cake,” and, “Thank goodness it’s Friday for her!” followed my ranting.
Lately I’ve been feeling caged in, sort of. Maybe feeling a little closed down. I think it’s because I can’t let loose for 40 hours a week. I think I’m going to work at the haunted house for a couple of weekends this summer, because I need to let myself out of this conservative lockdown I’ve been under for six months. I want to be free! I am not a number! I AM A FREE MAN!!!!!
