I was watching Netflix this morning and yelled at my computer screen. When I’m left alone for extended periods of time, I interact with the actors like they’re real people. This is part of the reason why I binge watched House of Cards; Frank Underwood will occasionally speak back to me with pithy remarks about people he dislikes. We gossip all the time.
A student maintenance assistant must’ve been right outside my door when I hollered because he knocked on my door and asked if I was all right. I stayed quiet and didn’t answer because I was mighty embarrassed someone had heard my shenanigans. “IF YOU DON’T ANSWER IN THERE I’M CALLING THE COPS TO MAKE SURE YOU’RE NOT BEING MURDERED!”
I ran to the door, flung it open, and said,
There’s no need for that. I just… really like TV. I’m also on my second cup of coffee so there’s that to consider too.
What’re you watching to make you scream like that?!
Matt Murdock with his shirt off…
Take a break. We’re watching the pilot.
I just spent the last 45 minutes watching Netflix with a stranger while having coffee in my pajamas. I hope he doesn’t get into trouble for playing hookie from work.