Worrying
A few of the things I worry about-
broken shoelaces
crowded freezers
the potential of shelves to collapse
people falling, or being accidentally shoved, onto the el tracks
beer suddenly being just gone
earrings
ice-on sidewalks
ice-on the streets
ice-melting too quickly in my drink
cracked plastic
leaking pens
dry cleaning
Raindog
conference calls
forgetting to turn off the oven
all of the new, non-minty toothpaste flavors
wet feet
marketing
broken shoelaces
crowded freezers
the potential of shelves to collapse
people falling, or being accidentally shoved, onto the el tracks
beer suddenly being just gone
earrings
ice-on sidewalks
ice-on the streets
ice-melting too quickly in my drink
cracked plastic
leaking pens
dry cleaning
Raindog
conference calls
forgetting to turn off the oven
all of the new, non-minty toothpaste flavors
wet feet
marketing
posted by misreall at 12:28 PM
2 Comments:
You don't actually get to worry about me unless I contract some horrible disease (preferably something really graphic, like Nazi Face Melting Symplex 3, though I am hardly that lucky) or if I take you up on the dog thing and start casually mentioning that Mr. Woofie has some interesting ideas about government building and lighter fluid.
(I'm sure there are a few others cases where it'd be okay, but those seem the most likely.)
Oh, and I totally have to agree about the oven thing.
About once a month for the last 4 years, I'm parking at work and have this sudden and irrational fear that I've left "something on." Usually the coffee-maker or oven, or a few times a lit cigarette. Why, by the time I got home, my place would be a smoking ruin and firemen will have hung around to scowl at me in a manner MOST disapproving. This despite the fact that when I actually *had* left those things on/around, nothing bad happened.
I think it was all my mom's talk of our being careful around our attic as a kid, as it was "a tinterbox."
Thus from a very young age I was taught that things could very well catch fire/explode if you looked at them funny.
If only!
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