Got caught at the supermarket (in between the martini olives and snack crackers ) with several bottles of hard liquor in my basket along with some red licorice by a sister that has known me for years. Still respects me, not knowing that I am in full fade mode, or at least not recognizably knowing. Anyway, when she sees me, her eyes get all big and she heads in my direction, nearly ramming my liquor laden cart with her vegan oriented basket.
"Hey SOP, how are you doing? It's SOOO good to see you!"
I exchange the pleasantry.
"What time are you going to the Annual Meeting event?"
"I didn't know it was an event, but anyway, I'm not gonna be able to make it."
"Oh, no," she replies. "That's a shame. I hope everything's OK. I mean, the EXCITEMENT IS PALPABLE! I am so excited I can hardly contain myself! It's like when Franz came back in the '70's. You can just feel that something is gonna happen!"
"Wow," I say, " kinda like when your left arm starts hurting right before a cardiac episode?" (sarcasm has always been strong with my family)
(That didn't go over well. )
"Well, I hope you can make it. It's gonna be great. I just know it is."
Any of you getting this kind of feedback?
SOP
...OUTLAW