My Social Anxiety Really Sucks!

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What up! What up! What up! What up y’all! Happy hump day and I hope that wherever you are in this crazy and insane planet of ours, you are having a great morning, noon, evening or night. Whatever applies to you. Remember to enjoy it to the fullest and don’t let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens. As for today at work, I will be on the dreaded phone. I like my job, it’s just that I hate taking calls. Don’t get me wrong, it’s like I tell people all the time, when I worked at the call center for two years, I was traumatized. That’s why I hate it so much. But it is what it is.

On a dreaming note! Since the mid 80’s I’ve always enjoyed being a bedroom DJ. But there are times, when I dream of mixing in a well-known club to a large crowd. Back in the days I used to sell my mixed tapes, I was the official DJ for my friend’s house parties and I was also one of the best DJs in my neighborhood. The thing is, that it’s only a dream, because due to my social anxiety disorder, I couldn’t address a group of five complete strangers, even if my life depended on it. The Prozac has helped me a lot, but there are still situations that get me anxious and nervous. That’s the reason why I enjoy mixing House music in my bedroom. Plus no drunk people will ever bother me, requesting that I play their stupid special songs.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!