Sometimes I drive home and sit in my parked car for a long time because my feet hurt too much to even think about walking into my apartment.
I hate jobs that don’t allow me to sit.
There needs to be a nice medium.
I used to pace in my down time. Someone didn’t like that so I’m not allowed any more. I can’t sitting for that long.
Perhaps we should go into business for ourselves. We can call it Two Sociologists. If we got someone else involved it could be a joke. Two Sociologists and <insert profession here> (walk into a bar…).
I swear, I haven’t had anything to drink. Yet…