With the purpose of discussing airfares, in relation to an upcoming trip to my college town…
Dad: "Who are you going to stay with? Brock?" (that would be my brother)
Me: "No, he has cats. Two of them." (I would be very allergic.)
D: "oh yeah… I forgot about that. Why does he have cats?"
J: "Because Emily had cats." (That would be his wife – I almost explained the process of how then the animals live in the same house as the owners, but I didn't.)
D: "hmmm… I don't know about cats… You're probably going to marry somebody weird. (Does this mean he thinks cats are weird? I don't know.) Are you? Are you going to marry somebody weird?"
J: (rubbing face in pain) "I don't know."
D: "You probably will. Do you want me to pick out somebody for you? ….Hello?"
J: "…I'm still here…"
D: "You trust my taste, don't you? I have good taste. Don't you think I have good taste?"
J: "I think I have to go now."
And a few minutes later…
D: "You know your mother, always looking for an excuse to complain about (other family member.) Not like me. You're fortunate I'm so tolerant. I'm on the Wall of Tolerance, you know. …hello? You know I'm on the Wall of Tolerance, right?"
He's serious, too. He showed me his Wall of Tolerance certificate. I have no idea what this wall is, but he really likes to throw the name around. I wonder if the keepers of the wall know his feelings on cats…
5 comments:
Jenn-
I miss you -- your humour really brightens my day sometimes. Hope all is well your way.
Cheers
aw, Thanks Marc. I miss having the TAI people around me at work, myself. (Some of them, at least.) Yesterday dragged... would have been much more entertaining if we could have listened to someone talk about "what if you woke up and your thumb was on the other side of your hand? What if? Jenn? Jen? What if??" together, you know?
Jenn, I think your Dad was being serious when he said he wanted to fix you up with "someone weird". Your brother and sister married young, depriving your parents of the pleasure of picking their spouses. You have to let your dad hook you up, or at least find out whom he's thinking of, or else I might die of curiosity.
mm... actually, I think the purpose was to pick out someone who is *not* weird - you know, according to him. who knows what that would be.
There will be no pussy in your bed.
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