So many of my friends know pretty well that I reserve carte blanche on crying inexplicably at things that aren't really sad, or laughing inexplicably at things that aren't really funny. When this problem first started emerging, I apologetically told my uncomfortable friends, "You know what? I get a year to be like this. And nobody gets to care. Then I'll get normal again." Well I'm coming around to about 10 months of unwidow-hood next week. And I don't see my inappropriate bursts of emotion going away soon. I may need an extension. Read on for more information...
In reading KSL today, I noticed an article that reported a pilot walking away from a small plane crash. These things are reported once in awhile in local news. I usually read them, and I usually become both happy for the pilot, and jealous of his wife-ianceƩ/girlfriend over their safe landing. But this, naturally, caught my eye and begged me to read on:
I fully appreciated, with uncontrolled giggles, one comment that it earned in the forum of public commentary:
I am such a weirdo. I laughed until my stomach hurt, thanks to this comment. I am extremely glad that they did not use this picture when KSL reported on Rbf's plane crash. I think what made this funny was that I was moderately offended by the image initially, until one smartass used sarcasm to effectively mock and belittle. Mocking and belittling is why God made sarcasm. Forget closing doors and opening windows...When He takes away the most important thing in your life, He leaves you with biting criticism and the laughter it can bring.
I think it's so funny because, honestly, 99% of the human population's brain can't generate an actual image of what a plane crash looks like. Mine couldn't, until I saw the actual pictures. So they just kind of create their own stock photo and assign it. I think, honestly, the conversation goes like this:
People: "Pretty rings. Where's your Reboyfriend? You are so cute together."
{Thought bubble}
Rgf: "He is passed."
People: "I'm so sorry to hear that. What happened?"
{Thought bubble}

Rgf: "Plane crash."
People: "How terrible! I am so sorry!"
{thought bubble}

You know how 2 year olds' interpretations of grown up things are funny? The general public's mental image of what happened to Rbf is almost like some sort of childlike innocence. Like the time my cousin Minimeems somehow picked up on enough of the whispering from the grownups, that awful week, that when asked if she knew who "Jed" was, she said "That's Kirstie's Friend-Boy who went bonk on the ground."
File this under Stupid Things People Innocently Do. {See New Boyfriends, promises of, and Pilot Error, suggestion of).
Really, this is the end.
*P.S. Chris G, were you the commenter? Sounds like you.



Do you ever laugh so hard you cry and cry? I used to do this often and generally in public. The laughing would put me on the floor and then the crying after would sound like a donkey in labor.
ReplyDeleteI had a mini attack a few months ago, but was able to keep it, you know... cool. LOL! Not really.
It's all good. Being inappropriate and laughing when you aren't supposed to think it's funny is kind of like doing something dangerous. It's a little bit invigorating and rebellious.
I think I caught your post before you were done with it. You added more serious stuff after. I'm sorry that this reminds you of something so icky. I'm sure it doesn't take much to bring those thoughts to your mind.
ReplyDeleteYou are right. Those of us who haven't experienced it do get to view it in a way that doesn't bring us to our knees. It's something few can ever relate to truly knowing. I'm sorry you know what you know.
There is no timeline for you. You get to do whatever you want for however long you want. Forever. ..."in the quiet heart is hidden sorrows that the eye can't see"...
ReplyDeleteHobbs - Yes I had to add to it because it just didn't make sense leaving it the way it was! I don't want people to be able to comprehend what that looks like, and that's almost why I can take that image lightly.
ReplyDeleteTracie, I have that song stuck in my head now, and that's a good thing!!! I could use it running in the background of my mind these days.
Inappropriate laughter may be an inherited trait I'm afraid. Some of my favorite memories are with your mom, laughing at such the wrong times (gym, car salesman, carpet store) Read the lyrics to "One Week" by Barenaked Ladies ~ they totally get it. And so do I. Love you!
ReplyDeleteFor the record it was not me...wish it would have been.
ReplyDeleteStupid things people innocently do...that is a wonderful way to put it!
ReplyDeleteI used to hate to go to WalMart after my dad died, everyone I saw wanted to talk about it...and I was OK with that most days...some days I just avoided my shopping list.