One of these things, though, was the fact that I have worked at Village for over 3 years now, and every time I go to the bathroom, I use the same stall. The second to last one on the right. For the longest time I thought this was just a weird thing that I do - I mean, I feel like I live at that theatre sometimes, and thats MY stall. It's the one I use.
Somehow this has come up in conversation more than once and now two of my coworkers have admitted to doing the same thing. I just wonder how many people actually stop and think about little things like this. Surely I can't be the only one who overanalyzes so much that I even think about choice of toilet stall. That's like saying there can't be any other life in the universe - it's just selfish.
I realize more and more each day that other people are much more fascinating and involved creatures than I often give them credit for.
Also on this drive home I heard on The End the "urban dictionary slang word of the day", and tonight's was "Cinemuck". This is the gunk and grime you walk on that is left behind on the floors of movie theatres. I liked it. I am going to integrate this into every day conversation.
Now I am going to go ponder my life and why it's so wonderful and how I get myself into these beautiful messes I so often find myself in.