octagon

People are such odd creatures. I strated work last night. I still don't know why I keep getting jobs where I have to talk to people. I'm very antisocial, but they require the least amount of work on my part and I'm also kinda lazy (well about some things, and finding shit jobs is one of them). I guess this is pretty interesting cause I'm only interactig with a voice and I can be drawing and they nevr knwo the difference. I'm jsut kinda frightened to know the minds of more people in the wonderful country. I talked to a woman last night who refused to give me persoanl information like her zip code without me telling her my race. Then I talked to senile old people who disregarded the fact that I was asking them questions and jsut wanted to talk to me cause they were lonely. It makes me sad that so many people are so lonely that they are happy to talk to a telemarketer. I guess that's what happens when we compartmentalize ourselves off so much. Our communities are built on advertising and markets and shopping, and our neighbors are strangers that we know by what kind of car is parked in the drive way. Or maybe by the yelling of a domestic dispute, as the case may be. *sigh*