dar334

Although I can’t remember it, I’ve been told by countless people countless times that all I did was talk when I was little.  In my defense, I didn’t have siblings that could be playmates to chatter to.  I had my two parents, and two siblings that double as parents, even to this day.  My parents didn’t believe in giving us lots of stuff, so my toys were, in my opinion, minimal.  And yes Ron, all you got to play with was a broken tractor, but you weren’t alone in that sandbox.   And I know those of you who know me are thinking “She still talks all the time.”  But again, in my defense, when I’m quiet it’s assumed I’m mad about something.  Sometimes that is the case, and sometimes I just don’t have the energy to open my mouth.

I’m assuming that since my mouth ran all the time, and I followed around my family that were all quite a bit older than me, I must have asked a lot of questions.  I do remember a few instances where I was told, “It’s none of your business.”  Even as an adult, when I’ve asked questions, I’ve heard, “That’s on a need to know basis and you don’t need to know” or “If I told you then I’d have to kill you.”  (The last two being at work, where sarcasm runs rampant)

Perhaps this is why questions drive me so crazy, and whoever come up with “There’s no such thing as a stupid question” should follow me around some day.  I’ve heard some blatantly ridiculous questions, to which have rendered me unable to even come with a way to respond.  Sometimes I think, ‘if I don’t answer will they not know?’  Here’s an example:  You walk into a room eating an apple and someone asks “Are you eating an apple?”  Enough about that, I’m probably in plenty trouble now.

In addition to the stupid questions, I’ve heard just as many irrelevant questions. Irrelevant to the topic at hand.  Those also render me unable to respond, usually causing me to just mumble and drool a little.  I’m often in the company of an individual that does this to me quite often, and I’ve decided it’s a well planned strategy to throw me off track from passing on information they really don’t want to know.   When asked these types of questions, I’m literally so befuddled with coming up with a response that I totally forget what I was saying.   This just happened and I needed to ‘talk’ about it.

Always pondering,

dar