Saturday, 20 April 2013

Weird

Barb's best friend at the park had visitors from Indiana for a Spring Break. Her daughter and her granddaughter came for a week. They spent most days lying in the sun trying to get a tan. In the evenings, they invited Barb over for games.

Barb played games with them every night until past midnight. I was an evening bachelor.

They played card games that Barb thought were familiar put had slightly different rules than Barb was used to. Every time they told her an unusual rule, Barb said, “That's just weird”.

This became a habit for Barb after a week. From then on, everything that was unusual was “weird” to Barb.

It amazed me how much stuff was “weird”.

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