Day 45: “Life in Sitcoms”
Sometimes I wish my life was a sitcom
I’d be funny
I’d have friends
A quirky, misguided group of friends
I’d have a nice place to live
I wouldn’t really have to work
Did I mention I’d be funny?
I could sit in a coffee shop all day
Or build a pillow fort the size of an entire dorm
Or have three guy roommates in a huge loft
Or work in local government
Or prank coworkers at a paper company
Or teach at an elementary school in Philadelphia
Or be a floor worker at a giant store
Or be an overworked nurse at a hospital in Oregon
Or be a rambunctious detective in the NYPD
Or reminisce about being in my twenties to my teenage children
Or be in a family caught up in white collar crime where there’s always money in the banana stand
The list goes on
I already think in sitcom jokes
And I laugh at said jokes
Maybe I should write a tv show
Maybe I’ll just rewatch “Community”