Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Dear Dr. Freud:

Here's a dream I wish you could interpret for me.
I'm appearing as a guest performer with the Rolling Stones, playing guitar and singing. But as in real life, I can't play guitar and my singing has been terrible since puberty robbed me of vocal control (when I was young, I was a pretty decent singer, singing solos in the church choir and even being cast as a principal actor in Bye Bye Birdie in Grade 9).
Back to the performance with the Stones: I fake it, mostly by strumming on the guitar and either lip-synching or singing low enough that my secret is safe.
I do, however, enjoy the backstage area, and all the free beer and food -- mostly egg salad sandwiches.

Thanks for any interpretation you might provide,
Bob

P.S. Okay, okay, I'll indulge you: "Am I crazy? I am? I want a second opinion. You say I'm ugly, too?"

3 comments:

Ma Horton said...

My humble, non expert opinion is as follows:

You can't get no satisfaction
'Cause you try and you try and you try and you try
you can't get no, you can't get no ...all related to the job market and your frustrations.
The egg sandwiches are from Tim Hortons and nobody really likes them anyways.

Anonymous said...

Totally job related.. feelings of not having the right skills, of having to "fake it", worry about your age. Or maybe you've been playing too much Rock Band Wii

Hannah said...

I agree with XUP. Feelings of insecurity and worries seem to be the cause for this particular dream.