I always find it funny when people agree with you over concepts that you know are totally illogical. Like the time my younger sister kicked my leg in a boiling hot church during my oldest sisters wedding because there was a bead of sweat rolling down my exposed gams. To everyone who asked, I just answered, “I was sweating, she was trying to kick the bead off.” As if the minuscule bead of sweat was something anyone else could see, let alone be remedied by a swift kick in the calf. Yet everyone shook their head in agreement, “of course." Of course she kicked off the bead of sweat in the middle of a ceremony in front of hundreds of people, that would only make sense.
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