laughing

So my last post was a little heavy and I want something a little light. So I decided to share a little bit of what funny things have happened lately in my life and see how it flows from there.
So every morning I try to eat breakfast. I actually go somewhere and grab breakfast. I always get a meat because I feel I have to make up for my friend Brian who is a vegetarian. Anyway, so I go to Chick-fil-a this morning for breakfast and I will admit the perky nature of the people on the other end of the drive thru thing has been known to aggravate me but I suck it up and order my food and pull around to the window. As a side note, my total at this restaurant that promotes themselves as a Christian organization was $6.66 but that is a blog for another day. I pull up and the lady is starting the order of the guy after me. Now I know they are required to be all nice and whatever in their greeting and order taking but this guy right off the bat asks her if they serve chicken. That’s right in the Chick-fil-a drive-thru, the man asked if they serve chicken. She was nice and “yes we do” and all that but who doesn’t know if Chick-fil-a serves chicken and even if he didn’t, could he not decide by the name of the restaurant? I laughed a lot at this guys question.
Now I was all about this guy’s stupidity until I got to thinking of the stupid things I have done. I am not just talking about the stuff you do as a kid. Tuesday night I went to our local library. I asked the older lady behind the reference computer where a certain book was. She looked it up and said I will show you. So I start walking and I look and she is nowhere in sight. Then she comes zooming by me in a wheelchair. Not a motorized one, mind you, but a normal wheelchair. And this lady is zooming. I almost have to get into a jog to keep up. When I was going her pace I felt like one of those old people in the mall you see who are power-walking. So I say the only thing I know to say……“WOW, you are fast in that thing.” Now I have known few people in wheelchairs and have spoken socially to almost none, but apparently that is the wrong thing to say. She turned glared at me angrily, said “There is your book”, and raced off back to her spot.
Who is the idiot now? All I know is I laughed at my own circumstance (when I was out of the library) and I laughed at the chicken guy too, so I guess I laugh at stupidity across the board regardless of who commits the act. What is the point in saying all this you ask? Don’t take yourself or other people all that seriously. You get to laugh a lot more. Trust me.