Song Sung, Whew!


Everybody knows one.

That person who knows everything, has been everywhere, and if you tell them you’ve milked a hamster they’ve done it twice.

Casually mention passing through southern Nebraska on your summer vacation and they’ll launch into a series of anecdotes about how they majored in Nebraska at college, or actually invented Omaha.  Make a simple off-hand remark about a National Geographic special you viewed on matadors and they will reveal, with a click of the tongue and a down-turned smile that implies a reluctance to share such information, “I’m a bullfighter.”

And you want to scream,
“NO, YOU’RE NOT!  YOU’RE A 57 YEAR-OLD ASTHMATIC WITH A PROSTHETIC LEG…AND YOUR HUSBAND TOLD ME YOU’VE NEVER BEEN OUT OF THE COUNTRY!”

But, we don’t.  We roll our eyes and silently wonder what drives these exaggerated claims.  Maybe it’s genetic.  Maybe they’ve had trouble making friends since they were little toreadors.  Maybe they smacked their head on the doorjamb and now think that X-Men Origins: Wolverine is a documentary.

Whatever their motive we never call them on it.  We listen, sometimes impatiently, to their tall tales and secretly wish them to be true.  And realize that someone somewhere loves them, anyway.  Even if they had the personality of a cucumber someone would take their side.  And that’s as it should be.  Because Neil Diamond was right.

Every garden grows one.







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