What Do You Do?

So, the other day I had a conversation with one of my coworkers that resulted in mutual pity for completely different reasons.  I usually try to avoid conversations with this particular lady because it rarely ends well, but there's only one vending machine with Dr. Pepper in it, so sometimes it's unavoidable.  Anyway, her end of the conversation ended with pity for me because I have no maternal instinct and can't see the joy in having children.  I ended up pitying her because she cannot believe that a woman can have a fulfilling life without having children and that she apparently has no curiosity about the world at all.  In my defense, I pointed out that there is a whole world out there to explore--I was rebuffed with, "You're working here."

"I'm only here 40 hours a week," was my response. 

And that's the thing--a lot of my coworkers (not just this one) love to take advantage of overtime because, "What else am I going to do?"

What else aren't you going to do?  We have such a wealth of culture and history.  We have thousands and thousands of years to look back on and explore.  Don't like history?  That's okay.  We have a vast natural world that you can explore with billions of plants and animals.  Think nature's messy?  Explore the city.  Mankind has built so many amazing playgrounds (I use that term very loosely) with massive buildings, roads, and other oddities.  Want to escape from reality?  We have thousands of years worth of stories that we've been telling ourselves.  You could spend a lifetime hearing, reading, and watching them.  More interested in other people?  You could spend another lifetime watching them and trying to figure out what makes them tick.  Want a more active role?  We've developed a gajillion different sports that you can play with others or by yourself--you could spend your time finding the limits of the human body.  Are you a doer but not into sports?  As a species we've figured out how to use a wide variety of tools.  Why not pick up a new skill?  You can go for something practical, like cooking, knitting, or woodworking, or you can go for something more expressive with the arts.  Add some beauty to the universe by learning to play an instrument or learning how to paint.  Does life somehow seem like it's not enough?  We have untold religions and spiritual viewpoints that you could explore.  Find out what life's really all about--are there really astral planes to explore, or are they all in your head?  And how does your head have that much room in it, anyway?

The point is, I have always been an extremely curious person.  I want to know everything  (even though I know there are some things I'm better off not knowing).  And I realize that's a little out there.  But how can people not want to know anything?  Even if it's just learning new recipes and reading harlequin romance novels, how can a person not want to know more about something?  This is the 21st century.  We've got most the basics covered--you no longer have to spend all day hunting for food and finding shelter.  How can you confine yourself to the basics of work and sleep?  And I get that taking care of your family is hard work, too--but why not bring them along for the ride?  I'm not saying you have to have wacky adventures every day, but maybe, every once in a while, instead of staying in with the kids and inactively watching TV (because you can actively watch, and you can just veg out) you could take a day trip somewhere--hiking, a boring historical site, even just out miniature golfing.  Even if you're not up to going out after a long day's work, read a book, or do something quiet.  Do something more than just exist.  Even a movie as dysfunctional as Fight Club gets it--"You are not your job."

I was reading The Black Iron Prison the other day, and there was a comic in it that touched on this subject perfectly:

So, this year do yourself a favor and think on it.  What do you do?