| Good Job for Introvert |
Bad Job for Introvert |
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| Enchanted forest freelance musician |
Carpooling clown |
| I contemplate beauty and nature. |
I contemplate extracting my nose from a colleague’s armpit. |
| I express myself through art. |
Sometimes it feels so good to beat Mr. Goobers with a rubber chicken. |
| I wake up at the break of dawn ready to begin my day. |
I hate commuting. Why do they always take the long way to the tent? |
| I treasure quiet moments with my dear chipmunk, Elijah. |
If I have to speak to one more guy with a big red nose… |
| Spending time alone in the woods makes me feel charged and alive. |
Fifteen seconds in the car with these Bozos and I’m ready to explode like a bad human cannonball. |
| Every creature in the forest respects my space. |
Every day, some clown “accidentally” grabs my groin. |
| When the last ray of sunlight disappears over the hills I lie back in a soft bed of moss and dream. |
After quitting time I’m in no mood for Karaoke Clown Night. |
Living Inside My Head 