November 20, 2005
For The Blog: Rec Therapy
One of the daily activities here that I truly hate is "Recreational Therapy" (or "Romper Room," as I call it.) Where my fellow inmates and I gather in the presence of a perky, young girl to play idiotic games. The games somehow are supposed to teach up lessons about how to stay clean and sober, but I am unable to see the connection between activities that would bore the shit out of a size year-old and my sobriety.
In fact, the very thought of going to Rec Therapy today makes me want to pitch a good, old-fashioned drunk. Besides - I don't trust ANYBODY as perky as our instructor.
The only times I've ever felt THAT perky in my life was when I was taking amphetamines.
On course, I learned early on never to ask "why?" when told to do something here that made no sense to me. I just shut up and do it. I'll shut up and do Rec Therapy again today.
But that doesn't mean I have to like it.
(Posted by Acidman though letters from rehab)
Personally I find it truly amazing that ANYONE could remain PERKY in YOUR presence!
You hate wimmens, and now you hate wimmen "camp" directors!
Rob may be sober but his evil alter-ego, who also happens to be sober, has survived. Apparently grumpiness is more a state of mind rather than a state of inebriation.
This is MUCH more interesting than death.Posted by: robert on November 20, 2005 05:51 PM
Heh. Been there, done that.
It had nothing to do with sobriety then, and nothing to do with sobriety now (3 years later).
I hate perky people. I just want to slap 'em silly.Posted by: Maeve on November 20, 2005 11:44 PM
Am I the only one that sees rob as that indian fellow in "One flew over th cuckoo's nest'?Posted by: Yogimus on November 21, 2005 09:21 AM
Haha..I thought of "One Flew Over the Cukcoos Nest" as well.Posted by: Mrite on November 21, 2005 07:15 PM
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