I am relating an exchange Gary and I had while walking across the grocery store parking lot.
He chastised me for saying something to a member of his family that escalated into a drama, a minor drama, but then after it was magnified by the ratio of Gary’s love for his relatives, it turned into a Big Drama.
I suggested that perhaps we might avoid the situation in the future by having him communicate with his crazy family and leave me out of it.
Gary said, “My family IS crazy.”
A woman who was passing us stopped dead, wheeled around, and said, “He ADMITS it!”
We stopped. She continued, “I wish my husband would admit his family is crazy!”
We laughed.
She said to me, “You are so lucky.” I think we all know this is true.
Then she said to Gary, “And you are a smart man to admit it,” and got into her car.
It made me want to tell Gary my family is crazy too. So if you have someone, make it a point to tell them your family is crazy, even if they aren’t, because evidently it’s a rare ability.
3 responses to “In Which We Amaze and Awe a Stranger”
Terry and I are in agreement that our relatives are not crazy but rather are neurotic and frequently obnoxious. That’s our peers, of course. The younger relatives are perfect.
seriously! just admit the crazy if it’s there. it’ll help everyone!
Hattie – We differentiate between “crazy” for neurotic and “insane” for the clinically diagnosed.
Mars Hall – Well, it’ll help me, anyway.