The signs are:
1. After hundreds of hours of revision disguised as
watching TV. I’m sure I’m fully qualified to work for any of these three
letters - BAU, NCIS, CTU, FBI, CIA, SUV, CBI etc. I think I know more about the
US Navy than the British one. Semper Fi!
2. If I ever had kids – I think Dexter, Walden,
Chandler, Brick and Axel are great names for them.
3. I ‘profile’ everyone (reason 1001 why I’m still
single) including family, friends and work colleagues and I’m sure a few of
them show serial killer/psychopath characteristics.
4. Obsessed with random numbers – what does they
mean? Is it the end of the world? Where do the threads lead to?
5.
My manners have improved my swearing has been reduced
to letters. For true no B.S you S.O.B! But I have stopped myself from calling
people Sir and Ma’am
6.
When I watch Sky, BBC and France 24 news I think
unsubs and perps instead of suspects and defendants and if I ever found myself
in trouble I would ‘lawyer up’.
7.
I think there is a ‘Revolution’ coming whenever
there is a power cut or when my phone/laptop battery is low. I’ve even printed
a few of my favourite photos just in case.
8. My walk to the office with other Wage Slaves it feels
like I’m stuck in a Walking Dead episode I feel more Walker than Walker Bait.
9. Even after 9 years since its last episode I SO
still speak like Chandler…and continue to use their catchphrases. For Example ‘I’m not just a hat stand my
friend’ & ‘Lips moving still talking’.
10.If I ever suffer from a blunt force trauma I wouldn’t
go to Casualty I would go to the ER.
I still have a bit of Britishness left in me. I don’t have the same appetite like Hannibal, I
haven’t felt the need to fight crime with a bow and arrow and I haven’t broken out into song yet like Glee
or Smash and in Birmingham the only music in the streets is usually the out
of tune local loons and drunks not like the talented bunch in Treme.
All I can now say is God Bless America!!!
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