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When you think nobody's around - cellophane — LiveJournal
the story of an invisible girl
When you think nobody's around
I was walking by a cubicle, and there was a plant sitting on top with its foliage dangling down. Not noticing it at first, I walked too close and found my head surrounded by leaves. Nobody was around so I kept walking, putting up my hands and swimming through the bits of plant, amusing myself by sort of tipping my head back and forth in a silly manner and silently mouthing "whoaaa" as I pretended to stumble through the jungle. Then I looked up and realized I'd passed the edge of the corner and was in a long open hallway where everyone could see me.

I was sitting at my desk and my back felt achy, so I decided to crack it. I glanced around to make sure nobody could see me, then stood with my feet planted firmly, my arms straight out, and started twisting my back and swinging my arms windmill-style. People call this my Wonder Woman move. Several vertebrae cracked satisfyingly, and I gave it one more extra-strong swing. It was a bit too far, my feet came unplanted, and the rotation nearly knocked me over. I stumbled about my cubicle, catching myself on my little bookcase, then saw that I had emerged enough that I was in full view of anybody down the aisleway who happened to glance over.

I was emerging from the restroom, in my own little world, reliving some random fantasy conversation in my head. There was nobody in the lobby as I came out, so I started actually acting out the conversation, speaking under my breath and adding hand-gestures. That's when several strangers from another office swung around the corner, on their way to lunch, to catch me with my palm in the air soliloquizing to the elevator.

I was sitting at my desk eating lunch, and I noticed that the flower-clip was coming out of my hair. I pulled a little hand mirror out of my desk, propped it against my monitor, and leaned forward to peer in and readjust the clip. I heard a coworker who had come by to ask me a question clear his throat behind me and I swung around guiltily, my hands full of hair and flower, my mouth full of raisins.
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atdt1991 From: atdt1991 Date: January 14th, 2005 06:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hehehehe, that's the best! :)
encorecrazay From: encorecrazay Date: January 14th, 2005 06:20 pm (UTC) (Link)


The "mouth full of raisins" is funny, the rest would normal around here (of course, the motto is "Keep Austin Weird").
magentablue From: magentablue Date: January 14th, 2005 06:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
i hate when i realize that i really am acting out a conversation that is playing in my head and other people might be around. but i am kinda glad to hear that other people do that.
your plant jungle game sounds fun. i am eyeing my spider plants and thinking about seeing if the cat wants to play in the jungle with me.
specialagentm From: specialagentm Date: January 14th, 2005 06:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
I do the conversation thing too... actually, I do it a lot in my car, gotten some strange stares that way when people at a light see I'm quite obviously talking to myself.

Of course, in this day of hands-free cell phones, no everyone always appears to be talking to themselves, so who cares? Now it looks like you're a VIP who must be in constant contact with unseen people or else Bad Things Will Happen.
creepyboi From: creepyboi Date: January 14th, 2005 06:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
too funny. i always feel embarassed when someone catchs me mouthing out a conversation in my head. my kids always notify me of the fact im talking to myself because it freaks them out.
From: kivrin Date: January 14th, 2005 06:52 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, man, I do that conversation thing all the time. I live in increasing anxiety that sometime I'll just lose all shame and start doing it at normal volume on the trolley. (Of course, people will just assume I'm wearing a cell phone headset, so I guess that wouldn't be so bad.)
balrog_gamer From: balrog_gamer Date: January 14th, 2005 08:13 pm (UTC) (Link)
She's breaking-up! She's breaking-up!

I've noticed that since I've stopped programming, I've also stopped talking to myself.... or at least I'm doing it at greatly reduced levels.
guysterrules From: guysterrules Date: January 14th, 2005 08:36 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oh, my. I'm certainly glad it's Friday, aren't you? That is just hysterical! I wish you worked in my office.
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