The Matron was recently pondering her bad behavior --and, logically, thought she would make this public.
1. See above
2. It is her practice -- not occasional lapse -- to drive with both the windows open AND the air conditioning on.
3. When one of her children proves particularly irksome, she waits until the offenders turns his/her back and then sticks out her tongue, wags her fingers, and makes third-grade faces. Extreme cases mean that she will also wiggle her butt for a full body flail.
4. It is not unusual for her to literally sweep dirt under the rug. But only when ennui renders the dust pan untenable.
5. Fits of a certain someone's anger can - not always or even frequently, but predictably -- result in broken household items costing less than $20: old clocks, glasses, tape dispensers. Mostly here the Matron feels vindicated that at least a financial rule is involved.
6. See #5. The Matron feigns shock--SHOCK-- if the broken item is uncovered. She is brilliant at scratching her head with her husband, puzzling over what could have possibly have happened.
7. Without fail, mid-semester finds the Matron fabricating Important Meetings immediately following her on-campus classes, freeing her from onerous interpersonal engagement with students.
8. She believes and acts on the premise that it is possible to telepathically command other drivers to do what she deems right -- even if this means tailgating just to make sure that message is getting through.
9. If you are a member of her immediate family and turn your back on a plate of food holding something she thinks particularly delectable? It's her.
10. Knowing that her germ-a-phobic children believe that one wisp of someone else's lips on a glass makes it toxic, the Matron sometimes takes a nice big secret slurp out a beverage she brings them. Just as a memento to all those fluids she and they have already exchanged.
5 comments:
#8: I have taken to flipping my high beams at drivers that are not receptive to my telepathic message to get the f*ck out of the fast lane if they're not going to go fast. I know it makes me an ass, but I console myself wit the fact that I'm only behaving like an ass because the other person did it first.
Your list made me feel better. Thanks.
Oh, Matron Dear,
Where HAVE all the flowers gone? We're parting with all the sacred secrets today. It's a slippery slope from the power to blow germs from a dropped cookie, to confessions of deliberate contamination. Though keeping said confession from the contaminees is surely a virtue, if only to be saved until the moment in which surreptitious tongue waving and butt-wagging are simply Not Enough.
I'm decades past you, but still at the keep-the-back-of-my-head-covered-lest-they-see-there-are-no-eyes stage. Grandchildren are much more trusting than children. And not nearly so provoking.
Hope you're all doing well.
rachel
I brake fast when people tailgate, ignore phone calls, throw out stuff when I'm mad at family members and hide remote controls and chargers for electronic devices.
Whew.
I love that you admit to making faces.
I'm especially good at #9. Just saying. I enjoy a thorough use of my car horn too.
I am a firm believer in the healing power of making faces behind people's backs.
No, it's not nice or mature. But it's good.
Post a Comment