You wake up in the
morning, still tired from staying up too late the night before, and hit
snooze about seventeen times before stumbling into the shower. By the time
you start rinsing the shampoo out of your stinging eyes you are already
thinking about everything you have to do today. You put your makeup on in
the car and get to work late as usual in desperate need of a caffeine fix,
do errands at lunch, pick up your dry cleaning before the store closes after
what is most likely another late day in the office, make time for tanning
and an hour at the gym, and get home to a house you have to clean.
Every day
is almost the same, you are busting your hump trying to get this and that
done while your list of errands keeps growing. And thanks to living in an
exponentially growing population in an overpopulated city you spend an
obnoxious amount of time in the car giving you more time to think about
everything you still need to do.
By the time you get home each day, you
clean a little, shovel your special diet food that you ordered online (who
has time to actually shop in a store and leisurely browse anymore?) which
costs a small fortune and tastes like chicken feed and crawl into bed. Then
you stay up late with your mind like a maelstrom worrying about everything
you did not get accomplished. When does anyone have time for a relationship?
People who live and work in the city without a significant other or children
are always on the go. You might think that a single man or woman lives the
life of leisure: no obligations, no pressure, just complete freedom. And I
suppose that there are plenty of single men and women who just stroll home
after work, order pizza and plant their tushes on the couch to watch their
usual prime time television line up. But these are the people whose tushes
are the same size as the couch.
Hey, no ambition, no life. However, these
days our lives are getting busier and busier for most people. There is so
much for us to do every day. Even the singlets of this world are screaming
for more time. I seriously wonder how people are able to raise children
today. I know I barely have time for nookie at the end of the day.
Perhaps it is because many people living in the city go through several
stages of social behaviors and desires in their lives. At first we are the
struggling young professionals straight out of college, accepting a bottom
of the food chain job and struggling on a $20K salary.
These were the days
of buying raman noodles in bulk and picking up a bartending job in the
evenings. You can't even afford to date at this age. And if you could, when
would you have time? Finally you get a better paying job and you move up in
the business world.
But now you have entered a whole new social world. You
are financially able to drop the second job, get some new digs without holes
in the seams and start enjoying the night scene with everyone else. Swiftly
you discover the beau monde and your life is consumed with keeping up to
date with all of the latest trends, making sure you look perfect in every
way and of course making sure everyone thinks you are the “it” guy or girl.
How can you possibly start a relationship now? He or she might actually find
out that your not fabulous. Besides, it is much more hip to have a new fling
every week. This is the period of our lives where we are all poseurs. After
a few years of fun and reckless behavior, you get promoted to a more
prominent position in the business world. Now you realize your
responsibility and you may even take it seriously. Your life might change,
but your busy schedule does not. It just gets worse.