Why Is It ...

… that when I say “Are we still going” I’m really trying to cancel the plans.

… that I like to make shopping lists and then leave them on the counter  and then guess what was on it when I get to the store; fun game.

… that when you roll your eyes at me, I think, ‘Keep on, maybe you’ll find a brain back there.’

… that the co-worker who asked me why I never smile at work doesn’t realize that I don’t get paid for that.

… that people don’t understand I am not a texter or an Instagrammer or a TikTok-er or Facetimer, I am a Do Not Disturber.

… that I hate going out in public and finding people there.

… that I’m the type of employee that doesn’t use the break room? I go to my car to get a real break from everyone.

… that you should never equate education with intelligence. You can have a masters and still be an idiot.

… that no one understands that I am not mean, I am brutally honest, and the truth hurts. So get a Band-Aid.

… that just because I’m sharing posts at 7AM doesn’t mean I’m up. Don’t call my phone.

Why Is It ...

… that I sometimes read a text and think, “What a psycho,” and other times I just press Send?

... that I look at people and think, "Shut the Hell up," and they aren't even speaking?

… that the older  I get the less I feel the need to be included, understood or accepted?

… that the problem I have with movies about surviving an apocalypse is that I have no desire to survive an apocalypse.

… the people appreciate my honesty until I’m honest about them , and then suddenly I’m an asshole?

… that every time I try to eat healthy along comes Thanksgiving and Christmas and summer … or Tuesday, and ruins it for me?

… that my boss got annoyed when I called in ‘healthy’ to work last Thursday, saying, “Look, I’m not coming in  today. I feel really good and don’t want to waste it on work.”