Personal Space
8/21/2007 Personal Space
I was going to start this with personal observations, but then I thought about something else. Personal space. Why? I'm no celebrity, but I think it’s a precious commodity. I don’t live on my own. I never have. I lived with my parents or should I say parent (Mom) till I was 31. Then roomed with my cousin Carla till up until more than a year and a half ago till I was forced out. But that’s another story. Presently I live with my constant companion and roommate Chris and her parents. So basically I have no personal space. No private time. Maybe in the bathroom when I’m showering or taking a crap. Other than that, almost zero. Something is always encumbering the situation. Can’t cook in the house because it gets to hot. Gotta wait till Chris’s parents to leave before we can wash and dry clothes, At work is the same. Work used to be my sanctuary, but since we moved into a new building, that personal space is gone too. In the old building, at lease I could work in some kind of peace in my own space. Now, I’m in this cramp room with 4 other people. 3 of which are loud when they talk. 1 of them plays his radio so damn loud, one can’t think above the noise. And it seems like a stopping station for everyone to talk stories. And the damn office is always so frickin’ cold. 65 degrees to be exact. Any thing more and the 3 fat one in our office start griping that “oh it’s so hot” and have the fans blowing all through the room. The dust and mold has led me to having a constant runny nose and watery eyes. Man, I think I’m getting off the subject. Getting back to the whole personal space thing, yeah I don’t have any. When I get mad or pissed off, I don’t have an area to just sulk or have quiet tie to myself. I could just get in my car and drive off somewhere, but why should I? Today I lucked out though. I called in sick from work and Chris’s parent’s went to hang with one of their relatives, so I had the house to myself. I had peace and quiet for about 6 hours. Ah….personal space. Gotta love it.
I was going to start this with personal observations, but then I thought about something else. Personal space. Why? I'm no celebrity, but I think it’s a precious commodity. I don’t live on my own. I never have. I lived with my parents or should I say parent (Mom) till I was 31. Then roomed with my cousin Carla till up until more than a year and a half ago till I was forced out. But that’s another story. Presently I live with my constant companion and roommate Chris and her parents. So basically I have no personal space. No private time. Maybe in the bathroom when I’m showering or taking a crap. Other than that, almost zero. Something is always encumbering the situation. Can’t cook in the house because it gets to hot. Gotta wait till Chris’s parents to leave before we can wash and dry clothes, At work is the same. Work used to be my sanctuary, but since we moved into a new building, that personal space is gone too. In the old building, at lease I could work in some kind of peace in my own space. Now, I’m in this cramp room with 4 other people. 3 of which are loud when they talk. 1 of them plays his radio so damn loud, one can’t think above the noise. And it seems like a stopping station for everyone to talk stories. And the damn office is always so frickin’ cold. 65 degrees to be exact. Any thing more and the 3 fat one in our office start griping that “oh it’s so hot” and have the fans blowing all through the room. The dust and mold has led me to having a constant runny nose and watery eyes. Man, I think I’m getting off the subject. Getting back to the whole personal space thing, yeah I don’t have any. When I get mad or pissed off, I don’t have an area to just sulk or have quiet tie to myself. I could just get in my car and drive off somewhere, but why should I? Today I lucked out though. I called in sick from work and Chris’s parent’s went to hang with one of their relatives, so I had the house to myself. I had peace and quiet for about 6 hours. Ah….personal space. Gotta love it.
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