Before I had a chance to answer (and I wasn't quite sure what to say, in any case!) she asked me, "And that, oh, what's his name? That ballerina guy?" I was trying desperately to follow her train of thought and come up with answers to these loaded questions when it dawned on me - "Oh, do you mean Archbishop Desmond Tutu?" "YES! Do you know HIM?"
I was afraid to answer but I had no choice. When I explained to her that while I knew of him, both he and Nelson Mandela are quite famous and busy, and most people don't actually.... She interrupted me again to say, in a loud, exasperated voice, "What is WRONG with you??"
Just then her husband came back and she got up and left without so much as a good-bye. As for me, I'm still trying to figure out what to say!
Oh I wish I could have been standing there behind her making faces at you. Why do you get all the fun crackpots?
ReplyDeleteI would have been left searching for something to say, too! But I could have offered to balance her electrolytes!
ReplyDeleteLove you!
Dianne
Haha! This made me think of the following:
ReplyDelete1 man was a bishop.
2 2 was 1 2.
1 man won a Nobel Prize...
2 2 1 1 2.