With the Queen's family, I became a one joke wonder when I managed to poke my eye out with a screwdriver. They wasted absolutely no time in ensuring that every single eye joke known to man was exhausted and new ones were thought up as quickly as possible. So the very positive outcome there was that I am not sensitive at all to eye-related comments. The Queen even got me a bookmark that says, "It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye, and then hey, free eyeball."
On the other side of the coin, the other night at dinner with my parents and siblings, we were asking my dad where he would like to have dinner on his birthday (which is today - happy birthday, dad). We often encourage family members to pick somewhere they like to eat or would enjoy, and he laughed and said QuikTrip (a local convenience store, if you're not in the know, but their food is really good). Rather than ask him to pick something serious, we all proceeded to talk about exactly what we would choose from QuikTrip (the JalapeƱo sausage is especially tasty). I'm sure he'll end up picking somewhere else, but it was amusing.
I recently read the best suggestion of all time on how respond to people who post pictures of themselves fishing for compliments. When you see one of those fabulous bathing suit photos, comment on something in the background. The example given has two women in bikinis posing and smiling. The comments on the picture related to the Dodge Charger and Ford Mustang sitting in the background. The picture's poster was all put out that no one commented on her bikini body.
And finally, the Queen often tells me about something that plays on the K95 radio station every morning called 2nd chance date or something like that where someone calls in and laments that they had a great date with so-n-so, but they never called back. Some of these have resulted in shenanigans worthy of a rom-com. One involved a woman leaving half way through a date, and when they spoke of her reasoning, it turned out that the guy had dated her mother at one point, and she could not handle that. Another had a woman calling in about a date she went on 2 weeks ago with no call back, but the name and number she gave turned out to be the guy she had been dating for 8 months rather than the one she dated two weeks ago. He did not want to discuss them on the radio. Another was a guy named Jack who dated a woman named Jill (I know, I couldn't believe it either), and although they got along great, she could not deal with the endless supply of "Jack & Jill" jokes for the rest of her life. She should have just laughed about it and moved on.
So no long dissertations today. Just something short and amusing. Smile. It's good for you.
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