Yeah, I used to be shy. I used to be one of the awkward kids in school, who didn’t want to have spitting fights and pencil wars! But now, in my new grown up life at a job at a work, ya’ll can’t get enough! Everybody loves me so much; I’m like a Mr. Popularity: live and in my flesh! I’m like a “can’t take a shit without 4 people announcing it!” live and in the fleshy part!
“Oh, you’re here!”
“We thought you left!”
“Oh, you are still here!”
“Jamal is still here! Did you see? He didn’t leave!”
No indeed! I was shatting, and now I’m back, and ready to take my place among the cool kids! (To get this to work: imagine that I’m the kid sitting front right, and that the beach is a small home residence-cum-TV station, and that my cool friends are a bunch of random kooks and old people.)
…No one actually needed anything specific from me just then, but it’s good to know that my body parked behind a computer in plain sight keeps people mentally and emotionally calm enough to function here at The Place I Work. (But what do they do when I leave for reals?!)
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