Social Unetiquette

I have known for quite awhile that Matthew and I are a little odd.  I've aften asked myself, "why do I think this is so funny?" ... and then I find Matthew laughing too.  Phew! ... he's just as odd as me.  I've found a partner to release my inner weirdness to.  Stay tuned for my next book entitled "social unetiquette".

There are certain things that we as a society know not to do.  We have been blessed with sensors that stop us from doing or saying things that are completely unacceptable.  I'm glad I have somewhat of a sensor, but it's what comes before the sensor that amuses and slightly disturbs me.  I really hope I'm not alone.

Have you ever been driving down the road and seen a bunch of runners?  Some ahead, couple in the middle and the ones trailing behind.  I got the urge to pull over and ask the people lagging behind if they feel bad about themselves for being last.  Probably not appropriate to ask.

When you see a doctor, do you notice that they can ask you any question and it's appropriate?  Things that would not be something you would randomly ask someone.   "When was your last period?" ... anyone else get the urge to ask back ... "and when was yours?"  Again, not appropriate.

Please tell me someone else has had the urge to pull the fire alarm.  Oh ... and the time I was guiding a blind person and walked them right into a van.  Fortunately the van was parked and the person had a sense of humour.  The guilt has since subsided and little inklings of amusement are allowed to emerge.  Bad Lisa.


Too often we find ourselves asking, "what would be the most innapropriate thing to do at this moment?" ... more often than I'd like to admit, we share it with eachother and wait for the other person the choke on what they are eating ... if we happen to be eating at the time.


I was sitting in church recently and as the offering plate was being passed by, someone put a cheque in.  I had the urge to take the cheque out and see how much they put in.  I knew only Matthew would find the humour in that.  Why is that so funny to me?  Perhaps I'm just tired of playing by the rules of social acceptance.  What would people do if I walked up to a group of strangers and casually asked, "whatcha doing?" Or walked up to a mother holding a child and say, "ya, my kid is a lot cuter than yours.  sorry".  


Ever want to sneak a package of tampons in an old man's shopping cart when he's not looking?  I know there are a few of you out there or stand up at a wedding and shout, "you're all out of order!"  Don't worry Michelle, I won't do that this weekend.


I'm pretty sure if we gave into all our impulses we would end up in jail.  Good thing we do have those sensors that stop us from doing those things.