What If...

What if everyone had friends living in isolation that needed a laugh to keep them going? Wouldn't we find more things to laugh about and share? Or perhaps we would start to stretch our humour to the point of hurting others just to find something to laugh about.

I remember a long time ago meeting with someone who was surprised to learn that I was afraid to try new things. Small things like pumping gas. Why on earth would someone be afraid to do that? Well, because I always picture the person in the car waiting behind me having a running commentary of my stupidity:

Me: trying to undo the gas cap

Other: yes, dear, its a gas cap. It only turns one way, its not difficult, its not a child proof bottle..

Me: Trying to figure out how to select the gas type.

Other: Yup, that's the hose, that's where the gas comes out. Staring at the pretty buttons isn't going to help, stick the blooming hose in the tank already and pick a grade!

Me: Click, Click, Click - waiting for the gas to start (this still happens - what is it some kind of secret to get the gas to pump)

Other: Press the nozzle you stupid......

Me: trying to get the hose untwisted to hang it back up

Other: For crying out loud - just leave the bl^%* thing on the ground and pay already!!!

Now, this kind person who was interviewing me asked why I thought the person waiting in line would possibly care if I didn't know how to pump gas. I didn't have the heart to tell them that I have on occasion made fun of others. Not in a mean way exactly and not for those who are obviously beyond confused (I get out and help them). But there was a time where watching other's foibles made me laugh. I don't do this much anymore, I now try to concentrate on funny situations outside of personal interactions. Not making fun of people but making fun of circumstances. Things that I think God would laugh at - I don't think he makes fun of people at gas pumps somehow.