Lockdown has hit. You’re a recently single extrovert stuck inside with one housemate and a cat. What do you do to distract yourself from the growing sense of existential dread?
The online shopping stage
You’re about $1000 down in online shopping, from home improvement to outfits you’ll never wear to toys your cat will ignore.
You thought retail therapy would be relaxing. Instead, three parcels are delayed, two are lost and one store sends you clothes with all the security tags still on.
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Luckily for you, lockdown is extended. Looks like you’ll get some wear out of that matching tracksuit set after all.
Actual therapy would have been cheaper.
The social media stage
Next, you decide maybe you’ll become social-media famous and increase your Twitter following by writing a few hilarious tweets.
“Lockdown tip: segregate your workspace and your living space. For example, the left side of my bed is for sleeping, the right for literally everything else.”
Hahaha. You’re a genius. You spend the next 30 minutes refreshing the page to check how many likes you get.
But you can’t think of anything else funny to say, so you stop tweeting for the next fortnight and move on to the third season of the drama you don’t care about.
The walk ‘n’ w(h)ine stage
In full gym gear, including those Nikes you recently purchased even though you’re not capable of running more than 300 metres at a time, you go to meet a friend for some exercise.
On the way, you pick up a couple of takeaway cocktails and end up getting far too drunk in a deserted park. It brings you back to your teenage years, only this time the alcohol is more palatable.
You’re almost late for your morning meeting at work the next day and are tempted to use “got stuck in traffic” as an excuse. Maybe you should try your hand at Twitter fame after all.