Wow. ways in which I’d spend an off day. Everyday for almost the last year has been an off day for me. I used to convince myself that I’m fun employed. But the F has been managing to give me another F back. In the light of these events, I’d like to reverse the topic and make today’s post an opposite day.
Yes! I’m an artist and I, like a dumbass, majored in History of Art and and I’d really like a 9-5, or 10-6 or even a 5-1 job at this time. Hurrah to the mental satisfaction you get when you do what you love. But what happens when that love begins to get saturated and so many people just love the same thing you love? You find new ways of making love and staying in love. Given the current place I’m in, which is a bad one. Let us just leave all that aside and let me take you through how much I’d enjoy a day of work right about this time.
It will not be still for anyone’s sake. Let’s assume it is a 10-6 job. I’d wake up at 5AM.
Hang myself on that pull up bar and pump out 10 solid ones.
Go for a nice short fast run.
Stretch out and do my favorite home workout that helps me keep my sanity in the days of joblessness.
Ice cold shower baby!
Milk, egg and sprouted beans for breakfast packed in between two sliced of bread.
Prepare lunch. Today, I shall make some rice and lentils.
Grind out my vegetable juice for a mid office snack.
Pack a few slices and some jam along with lunch for another snack.
Wipe the cycle clean, check the pedals and pedal away to work.
Reach office, change clothes after showing off my butt and legs to that cute chick at work.
Talk to my boss. Find targets, hydrate and get to work like maniac.
Drink vegetable juice. Flip the finger to a colleague for making fun of you for not joining for a smoke break.
Get to work.
Stretch out calf muscle.
More work. Wait I’m all done? I need to talk to boss again. Let me walk by that cute chick while I’m at it and give her the head nod.
Yay, I have some more work to do. Belt it out, listen to free music. Charge my phone.
Work day almost done. Time for that second snack.
Flip the finger to another colleague for the smoking thing again.
Cute chick comes over and asks for help. She’s playing with her hair. I’m so in there bro!
Brrrring 6PM. Time to leave. Get changed,
Get the cycle out, nod to the pretty chick again and pedal off.
Reach home in record time.
Hot water bath!
Stretch out legs again.
Watch a documentary on the internet
Respond to The Daily Post
Eat some chicken I’ve made for the entire week with a little rice
Go to sleep. Admire biceps while I push my hands under the pillow.
Think of cute chick at work. Wonder if she’s single…
Fall asleep like a baby. Well, babies don’t just fall asleep. Rocks do! Feel asleep like a rock.
This whole thing is just a matter of perspective and huge amounts of imagination skills for the non-existent.