Ahem, about your problem thinking

[joefree1]

Problem Thinker

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and
then -- to loosen up. Inevitably, though, one thought
led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone. -- "to relax", I told myself
-- but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important
to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.

That was when things began to sour at home. One evening I had turned
off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life.

She spent that night at her mother's.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and
employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid
friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I
like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a
real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to
find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.

I came home early after my conversation with the boss.
"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a
divorce!"

"But Honey, surely it's not that serious."

"It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You
think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make
any money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"

"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently.

She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I
was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama. "I'm going to the
library," I snarled.

As I stomped out the door, I headed for the library,
in the mood for some Nietzsche. I roared into the parking lot with NPR
on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors... They didn't open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking
out for me that night. As I sank to the ground, clawing at the
unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye.
"Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

You probably recognize that line. It comes from the
standard Thinker's Anonymous poster. Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.

I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a
non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share
experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting. I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed...
easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to
recovery is nearlycomplete for me. Today, I registered to vote
Republican!


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[ret5hd]

1. i just think on the weekends...

and sometimes on tuesdays and wednesdays, or if i have friends over.

and i can quit anytime i want. so leave me alone.

[zbdent]

2. Strange, it wasn't on paper with the letterhead

"From the Office of the President of the United States"

I wonder why?