EFFIE BATEMAN | Lifestyle | Contact
A bloke who’s been feeling pretty disillusioned with his white collar life has found himself fantasising again – this time about being a mysterious stranger sitting in a dimly lit corner of a bar smoking a cigarette, who only emerges from his seat when a bully starts trying to rough up a pretty lady.
George Halbert, an excel sheet warrior at a local insurance firm, says he often rotates through several fantasies to stop himself from reflecting on his lack of purpose, and the weird urge to have a life or die conflict going on in his life.
From saving his crush from terrorists, to running on top of a moving train and most recently, being Aragorn from Lord of The Rings, George admits he wishes his life wasn’t so fucking boring.
“I just wish I born with a purpose you know?”, says George, looking wistful, “that I had something meaningful to accomplish, like sacrificing myself to save the world.”
“Winning the affection of a high born girl by using my martial arts knowledge to protect them.”
“Control the elements. Have a pet wolf.”
Looking utterly depressed now, George tries to reason with himself.
“Maybe the parallel universe version of me that is slaying orcs and saving damsels in distress wishes he just had a cushy office job?”
“…probably not.”
More to come.
