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Weekly Wacko (14)

I’m a Dummy

If you’re a girl I know, you’re probably better off if I don’t find you attractive. My freshman year I was, at the very least, six kinds of googly eyed for a close female friend.

One day we were walking back to our dorm after lunch. A pretty commonplace thing. We reached the door and she put her hand on the door handle, waiting for me to scan my ID to unlock the door.

Suddenly – a thought came to me. This is the same exact thing that happens with me and my dog. My dog will go to the door and stare at it, and then if I don’t open the door soon enough she’ll look over at me. At that point I would always move my hand like I was about to open the door – seeing this my dog would again look straight at the door, waiting for it to open. Eventually she’d look slowly in my direction, giving me a look that said, ‘you are such a child.’

I wondered if my friend would do the same – would she keep her hand on the door, staring at it, waiting for me to unlock it?

She did. Eventually she looked slowly toward me, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What?,” she said, wondering what was so funny.

Why do I lie when I don’t need to, and tell the truth when I really don’t need to?

I answered, with a heartfelt smile, “you remind me of my dog.”

Comments on: "Weekly Wacko (14)" (2)

  1. I said to myself, once you started talking about the dog, “Don’t read on Timothy, you won’t like where this is headed.” But I did. To sum up your post in one word: WHY!?!?

    Thanks for sharing your pain.

    • DumbFunnery said:

      Haha … I’m there, every day, trying to make a difference … for me to poop on.

      Thankfully the girl had an awesome sense of humor, so she probably sucker punched me, called me a stink face, and then we went and played a snowboarding game for the PS. (It’s no wonder I was googly-eyed.)

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