life phases

I feel like an NPC character when...

I’m on register at work:
~waits patiently behind counter with absent smile until a customer walks close enough and/or shows necessary amount of interest
~has a set script of prompts in my head to follow during transactions
~cheerful yet non-descript customer service voice and can repeat same exact tone infinitely.
~breaking from prompts or skipping through parts may cause minor glitches, such as accidentally repeating the same prompt again or completely skipping necessary ones
~absentmindedly tends to my area using the same five or so actions in a continuous loop until new person arrives
~Abnormally knowledgeable in my craft
~wears same outfit every day
~Nothing unusual phases me
~walking away and coming back is like a brand new interaction. I have little to no memory of you


Happy 40th birthday, Benedict Cumberbatch! (July 19, 1976)

you know when you were little and you wanted the crust cut off your sandwiches, but then came the day you realized that crust ain’t so bad and you accepted it as part of the sandwich?

what if I told you there’s a third phase of life that few ever reach or know about? a degree of maturity that brings with it a desire for extra crust, as much crust as possible because, as the truly enlightened know, it’s not life’s soft or fluffy parts that better us but the crust which strengthens our will and builds our character.