You are feeling overwhelmed by your job, your kids are driving you up a wall, the bills are mounting, your free-time is dwindling, and your cat continues to puke hairballs like it's his job. You just want to shut all the blinds, curl up in the fetal position and have a pity party for yourself.
Then you read this article about the pain and suffering some people have to endure :
Woman's Non-Stop Orgasm Too Much of a Good Thing?
Of all the lousy crap that happens to you in the course of a week, why couldn't you have the problem of non-stop orgasms? Wouldn't that make your job more interesting? It would add some excitement to bill paying. Heck, even cleaning up cat vomit might bearousing less awful.
I suppose it could get annoying, but I imagine there are several of us willing to be inflicted with this disease for a couplehours days just to confirm that it's an actual problem.
Is this how men feel all the time? Poor men. Oh, how they struggle with this in silence!
Strike that. Men do not suffer in silence. They struggle loudly and unapologetically over pretty much any ailment they suffer. My hubby talked endlessly for days about a splinter he had in his finger. The splinter was removed by ME, but the discussion about the pain and discomfort continued long after the dreaded splinter was removed.
In addition to being amused by a condition that sounds enviable, the article got me thinking about career choices. When I was growing up, I had all sorts of career options. I could be a journalist, social worker, nurse, artist, biologist, veterinarian, accountant.
I never imagined having Jim's job.
Jim "studies the neuroscience of sexual response, and is currently engaged in studying persistent genital arousal."
I can't swear to it, but I'm pretty sure I once knew a creepy guy in college who used the pick-up line "I'm studying persistent genital arousal."
This is a real job????
I'm thinking the economy isn't as bad as the nightly news suggests.
If you can make a living studying genital arousal then there is hope for this nation's future.
Then you read this article about the pain and suffering some people have to endure :
Woman's Non-Stop Orgasm Too Much of a Good Thing?
Of all the lousy crap that happens to you in the course of a week, why couldn't you have the problem of non-stop orgasms? Wouldn't that make your job more interesting? It would add some excitement to bill paying. Heck, even cleaning up cat vomit might be
I suppose it could get annoying, but I imagine there are several of us willing to be inflicted with this disease for a couple
Is this how men feel all the time? Poor men. Oh, how they struggle with this in silence!
Strike that. Men do not suffer in silence. They struggle loudly and unapologetically over pretty much any ailment they suffer. My hubby talked endlessly for days about a splinter he had in his finger. The splinter was removed by ME, but the discussion about the pain and discomfort continued long after the dreaded splinter was removed.
In addition to being amused by a condition that sounds enviable, the article got me thinking about career choices. When I was growing up, I had all sorts of career options. I could be a journalist, social worker, nurse, artist, biologist, veterinarian, accountant.
I never imagined having Jim's job.
Jim "studies the neuroscience of sexual response, and is currently engaged in studying persistent genital arousal."
I can't swear to it, but I'm pretty sure I once knew a creepy guy in college who used the pick-up line "I'm studying persistent genital arousal."
This is a real job????
I'm thinking the economy isn't as bad as the nightly news suggests.
If you can make a living studying genital arousal then there is hope for this nation's future.
Hi Jen, I’m Anne from Life on the Funny Farm (http://annesfunnyfarm.blogspot.com), and I’m visiting from Finding the Funny.
ReplyDeleteOK. For real?? Cuz last night I had the "pleasure" of steam cleaning my carpets and furniture. It could have been a whole lot more pleasurable if.... sigh.
Anyway, it’s nice to “meet” you! Hope you can pop by my blog sometime to say hi…