Does anyone else talk to themselves?
I do. All the time! No matter where I am or who can hear me.
Let me paint you a picture: At work I sit in a barren wasteland. It's a section of the floor that has a row of cubicles lined up against each wall, and out of 7 cubicles only 3 are being used. Even though the entire floor is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, I can't see the light of day from where I sit. My desk is one of only about 3 on the floor that has no natural light visible anywhere near it. All I see are beige walls, beige desks, beige cubicles, and the beige top-of-the-head of the temp who now sits across from me. Oh, and if I turn around I can see the plant perched atop my cube wall. We're not allowed to put pins in our cubes, so I can't even dress up my space. It's like Communist Russia in here. Only newer and cleaner. Or so I imagine anyway - I always pictured Communist Russia as a cold, dark, dirty, sad place.
My two employees, who are the only two people here that keep me entertained, occupy the office next to me and have to keep their door closed for the security of their work. It gets very lonely out here. So, I do what I can to keep myself entertained, and sometimes (okay, often) that includes vocalizing my thoughts. Like at normal conversation level; most of the time I don't try to subdue my outbursts. I say stuff like, "Holy good gravy, can this computer go ANY SLOWER?" "Woohoo, I finally figured out this GD pivot table!" "Seriously, my phone never rings while I'm sitting here, but I get up for TWO MINUTES and I have two new voicemails??" And of course, the understated but always appropriate, "Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Used to be my cube-neighbor, who is now on maternity leave, would occasionally respond to or laugh at my remarks. Now that she's gone it's crickets. Sigh... my inanity is wasted on these humorless people. Either that or they have too much work to do. (But I'm betting it's the former.)
My mom used to tell me that only crazy people talk to themselves. I really hope that's not true, although I wouldn't be surprised to find out I am actually crazy. So do any of you talk to yourselves without restraint (or with restraint), like me?