The Thinking Problem

[larrymeyer]

The Thinking Problem
It started out innocently enough.

I began to think at parties now and then -- just 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 confess, "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, and her lower lip began to 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.

Leaning on 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 Thinkers 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,/ the week before, it was /Animal House./ 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 nearly complete for me. Today I made the final step. I registered to vote as a Democrat.

[glassman]

Well done..I think.

[27hand]

I'm not sure what to think of that post. Something subliminal, perhaps.

I'll have to think about it some more and hope I don't wind up seeing Larry at TA.


Thank you Larry. It'll give us all something to think about.

27hand

[gf45acp]

When I thinks I falls asleep.

[larrymeyer]

When I thinks I falls asleep.

Better then me when I think my head hurts

[Kendrickson]

The thinking problem? I don't think I have that problem.

[Lycanthrope]

Hi.....my name is Lycan......and I'm a thinker......


Lycanineedasponsorthrope

[steve762]

A lot of people consider me a thunk.

[27hand]

Hi.....my name is Lycan......and I'm a thinker......


Lycanineedasponsorthrope

It's OK, we're all friends here.

Just tell all the people you have affected adversely during your heavy thinking times that you are sorry for having done that to them. That is one of the first steps toward clearing your mind of excessive thinking. You may occasionally fall off the wagon and do a crossword puzzle or take a Tickle IQ test. That's OK as long as you realize you were thinking in excessive amounts and can curb the desire to continue. It's a tough road. Good luck and hopefully they come up with a patch that keeps your mind blank for extended periods till you are cured.

Whew,

27hadaquickthoughthand

[Lycanthrope]

27, I was OK until my brain went full.

It finally became saturated with trivia and everytime I pull up Yahoo in the morning I learn some new tidbit of trivia and I bump out something important.

I mean seriously.........yesterday I learned Misha Barton (mmmm) got arrested and today I sat for 3 hours trying to figure out why you drive on the parkway and park in the driveway.

Not to mention why asteroids are in space and hemmorhoids are on .........

Lycanimtryinnottogotherethrope