So, as many of you may or may not know, I am currently interning at a summer stock theatre called Theatre by the Sea (TBTS). Before I launch into a rant-complain-fest, let it be known that I am having a BLAST and I am so so so grateful to be here doing what I'm doing. That said, the TBTS intern is a lovely position with duties and hours of work nothing short of slave labor (today I latch-hooked 3000 pieces of yarn into a shag rug for Hairspray. It took 8 hours). But that, in my opinion isn't the worst of it. The worst of it is the living situation.
Please take into account that I have grown very much accustomed to my beautiful, 2 bedroom, Boston apartment with my one BEAUTIFUL room mate. But, I have traded all of that in to share a house with 29 other lovely theatre professionals, and to share a bedroom with 4 other boys. Yes, the kitchen is always messy, the counters are always wet, the bathroom smells consistently of old pee and mildewed towels, but all of that I can handle. What's really getting to me is sleeping on a top bunk. In college, I was supposed to be on a top bunk, but I quickly de-bunked the bed and made it work differently for me. I can put up with a lot, but for some reason, not this. Here are some reasons why:
1) I feel claustrophobic being so close to the ceiling. It's like living in a little box (a coffin?).
2) I am not in proximity to an outlet to plug in my computer and charge my phone. so I have to drape my laptop chord and then charge my phone through my computer.
3) I don't have a shelf or side table to put things on, so I sleep with my laptop. I can't even put things on the floor because the floor is just so far away.
4) Making the bed is a pain in the ass. I've given up, I just let the sheets be a mess now.
5) Getting in and out of bed is a chore and causes great stress when I have to pee in the middle of the night (which is every night).
6) There is no good place to put a fan, so I sweat (I hate sleeping when I'm sweaty. Unless I'm sweaty for other reasons ;)) [Side note: why is putting emoticons inside of parenthetical statements such a struggle!?]
7) I can't really claim the under the bed space, because I'm on top of another bed. And every time my bottom bunk mate moves the slightest bit it shakes my whole bed.
In general, I feel like a trapped baby. Perhaps this is good for me. Maybe this is the universe testing my patience and making me more adaptable and flexible in tough situations. Who knows? All I know is that this is the way it's gonna be, so I'm gonna have to make the best of it.
2 comments:
I was all about the bottom bunk after some experience at sleep away camp. The bottom bunk is the best. Is there anything you can do about a makeshift shelf or something? id die without shelves.
I myself was introduced to the top bunk woes last year...and I must say you have captured them well. At night, I would wedge my cell phone into the ceiling above me by lifting up the lovely Little Building tiles. Sometimes it would fall onto my face in the middle of the night. Sometimes, if I accidently left it on vibrate, it would shake Little Building ceiling tile dirt particles onto me as a slept. I made my bed the proper way four times all year (for the major holidays). My bunk-mate constantly nagged me if my comforter drooped the slightest bit, because she didn't like anything in "her space" (of which she had plenty). Needless to say, I am beyond pumped for a P. Row suite! :)
Hope TBTS is lovely otherwise!
- Gigi
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