Yesterday I was struck speechless for one of the first times in my life.
This middle aged lady comes up to me in a market in Kirkland and says to me," you know, with that hair, that hat and those glasses you look exactly like Johnny Depp's FAR less attractive younger brother."
There I was, no witty barb, no sarcastic rejoinder, nothing.
Here's why: You would think that this was an insult worthy of at least a withering look, if not a spinning Kung fu kick to the face. The problem is that every vocal nuance and every motion of her body language intimated that she meant it as a compliment. I've thought about this for a day and a half and I still can't fucking figure it out.
This middle aged lady comes up to me in a market in Kirkland and says to me," you know, with that hair, that hat and those glasses you look exactly like Johnny Depp's FAR less attractive younger brother."
There I was, no witty barb, no sarcastic rejoinder, nothing.
Here's why: You would think that this was an insult worthy of at least a withering look, if not a spinning Kung fu kick to the face. The problem is that every vocal nuance and every motion of her body language intimated that she meant it as a compliment. I've thought about this for a day and a half and I still can't fucking figure it out.
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freckle:
i was going to come ask you to please please be my friend, because your posts weren't showing up purple. but i am your friend, so now i'm confused (and happy).
trevallion:
haha, that's funny.