Some years back I used to have a fantasy I called my Ikea fantasy. It involved having a secure income, a nice loft in the Brewery (an old Brewery converted to lofts for artists in LA.) and having a compact car that had less than 100K miles on it and looked decent.
Well now I live in a nice house in suburbia with a life partner a whole bunch of cats and just got a promotion at work. I supervise the crew of associates when the main supervisor is off.
That’s about as normal as it gets. Yes, I perfer museums to religion. Would rather read political non-fiction to almost any sort of romance or popular books. I’m probably further left than most Democrats.
I look at the people who shop the store. Most do not fit anyone’s stereotype and if they do on the surface that is often a projection onto them.
Those that work at the store are just as varied.
When people throw out the term normal without a definition how is anyone to define the parameters?
Your mileage will definately vary on this one.