My Life on a Plate

Do I Need Help?

I'm starting to think my WDC life is becoming preferable to my 'real' one. If indeed I have one of the latter. Friends in here present me with none of the problems real life people do.

1. They don't phone me when I've just got in the bath and then proceed to chew my ear off about their finances, holidays, grandchildren and the price of carrots...yawn.

2. They don't need me to do their shopping and cleaning, make me listen to Glen Miller or tales from the war or demand I do jigsaws with them.

3. They don't ring my doorbell just as I've settled down at the computer, then force me to make them cups of coffee while they relay their family history, health problems, grandchildren's potty training and the price of carrots...yawn.

4. They don't say 'Did I tell you about..?' then proceed to tell me again, despite the fact I assured them they already had.

5. They don't snore and fart in my bed, hoover when I have a hangover, steam iron behind me first thing in the morning, make model railway engines in the kitchen or hog the remote.

Yep, all in all I much prefer the non-invasive, humorous and off the wall atmosphere in here. Do you think I need help?

By the way, what is the price of carrots these days?