Not so long ago (no really, it was this morning) on AIM (yep, I am still using that):
Me: I'm sure I'm crazier than anyone
Her: We should have a crazy off. First prize gets their own straight jacket.
Me: Oh, I just want a padded room… I've never understood why a room that is basically floor to ceiling mattresses is a bad thing, BTW.
Her: Except that they call it a cell and not a room.
Me: Whatever – semantics! No one will interrupt my sleep there.
Me: They should open a resort with padded cells
Her: I just imagine the pads smell
To which I replied:
Look, I'm not totally without sense. I know it's probably not okay to make jokes about psychiatric facilities and lord knows I am a big supporter of mental health issues, but let's be honest; there is something deeply appealing about laying out in a room that is padded floor-to-ceiling. They bring you your meals and no one can email, text or call you.
I'm just saying we could all use a little metaphorical padded cell in our lives, people. ;)