I have a couple of things that I always expect. These aren't normal expectation. These are those um, really? expectations.
1. Every single time I start to open the door in a public restroom, I expect that I will find a dead body. Even more odd, I expressed this to my mom and she said she has the same thing. I always wonder if it's a way of preparing me for something I will inevitably face or if I'm just messed up in the head. Of course, like so many things, these are not mutually exclusive.
2. Whenever I see someone drinking from a drinking fountain or drink from a fountain myself, I have images of some bully shoving faces into the spout, causing tooth loss, blood letting and pain. Yes, again, I may be a little messed up.
No comments:
Post a Comment