Four friends gathered for New Year’s Eve dinner. Menu: Lasagna, roast beef, stewed vegetables, salad. Also on the menu was Steven Spielberg’s newest movie, Meet the Fabermans, which was due to be rented ($19.99) or purchased ($24.99) for guests.
It’s been a week and you still haven’t seen the movie…
are you sitting?
are you lying down?
Are your eyes open?
After dinner, the guests fell asleep.
Their heads were tilted to one side. My eyelids drooped. Jaw dropped.
One of them started snoring.
too much food?
Maybe. But last year there was a lot of things like this regardless of delivery.
Invite your friends to watch a TV show or movie, and in 10 minutes you’ll be in Dreamland.
I tried to discuss this with my cousin Caroline.
Ervolino:Now I know why caged dogs run. I hope I didn’t.
“Maybe they’re just tired from work,” she said in a recent call. “Or they’ve had a long day. Or…”
“Aren’t you really me?” I asked. “Maybe I’m boring?”
“Don’t be silly,” she said. “Not you. They’re just tired. Everyone.”
I wanted to continue the conversation, but Caroline was yawning too much into the phone.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I had a long day.”
a long day? Anyone having a long day?
And why are their days longer than mine?
New Jersey:Year of Pizza: This journalist is looking to have the best pizza in the state in 2023.
In 2017, I wrote about this very topic and worked with two doctors, a psychoanalyst, a psychoanalyst, a fitness trainer, a pulmonologist, and for some reason I keep my eyes open. I interviewed a number of regular Joes who were having a hard time.
What I learned: The causes of all this fatigue range from serious illness (anemia, depression, hypothyroidism, diabetes, heart disease) to overuse of technology.
The last one was always intriguing, especially since I have attention deficit issues. increase.
Other people in this situation tend to pick up their phones, text, read texts, and google.
Seven years ago, we tried to show for the first time two “godfathers” of the millennial generation. And 10 minutes after her starting, one of them pulled out her phone and started texting her.
I grabbed the TV remote and[停止]pointed to his phone, and said, “We’re watching a movie.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” he said. “I can do two things at once.”
“Actually,” I replied.
In these situations, electronic distractions are deprived, and some people fidget, writhe, and behave strangely.
Many of them nod after that.
They’ve been doing two things at once for so long that they don’t know how to do one thing at a time.
Unless he has a news channel turned on, his friend Fred always falls asleep in front of the TV. he closes his eyes his mouth opens. he snores
Then when I wake him up he swears he hasn’t slept.
Another problem: I’m a stay-at-home type, and I’ve always lived in a cozy house. When I first moved to New Jersey in 1990, I didn’t have much money to spend on furniture, but I was lucky enough to find an overstuffed sofa at his discount furniture outlet. It cost just $150, but everyone loved it.
and fell asleep on it.
A friend asked me for three pillows. When I put the movie on, she lay down, sank into her pillow (and the overstuffed cushions), drifted away within 15 minutes, prompting me to lose her cool. big time.
She wasn’t the only one. Almost every visitor sank into the sofa and nodded in admiration for her comfort.
A few years later, when my salary increased significantly, I decided it was time to upgrade.
I went to my first true UPSCALE furniture store, saw all those four number (and more) price tags, and knew it had finally arrived.
“Can I help you?” asked a rather respectable salesman as we were wandering around the showroom.
“Yes,” I replied. “I’m looking for a new sofa.”
“Great,” he said. “Is there anything in particular that you are aware of?”
“Yes,” I said. “I want something expensive and uncomfortable.”
“Is that so.”
He took me around the room, eventually settling on a fairly stiff-looking, semi-modern brown couch that looked like it was in an expensive and uncomfortable waiting room.
At my request he sat on it and showed me how uncomfortable it was.
“I really hate this sofa,” he said.
“Then perfect,” I replied. “You see, people have been coming to watch TV for years. No matter what I wear, they….they…”
“Get up!” I yelled as he drifted away.
I honestly don’t know what to do anymore.