Thursday, March 4, 2010

Being Unintentionally Hilarious


I crack myself up. If you read my profile, or know me at all, you already know that about me. But you may not know why I crack myself up. It’s mostly because I do really stupid stuff. Often. Take Tuesday for example.

I went to the optometrist for an eye exam. I was expecting the eye test, expecting to be asked repeatedly “Which is clearer?...One?...Or two?...One?...Or two?” (Does this stress anyone else out? It does me.) What I was not expecting was getting my eyes dilated. I had forgotten how blurry those drops make your vision. Driving home wasn’t too bad. Seeing distance wasn’t the problem. I started thinking maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. I get home, turn on my computer, open up my tweetdeck, and Voila! A total blur.

I manage to tweet the following:

10:28 AM – Would somebody tweet my post? I can’t see ANYTHING!

10:29 AM – Well, that’s not true. I see a pink hat (Helen), A black hate (Billy), Strawberry blond head (heather) & a baseball (Marty)

10:29 AM – Now that’s dedication to the twitter.

10:31 AM – How long do your eyes stay dilated after the dops?

To which @billycoffey responds: @katdish And I don’t have black “hate” I am a very friendly soul.

They say confession is good for the soul, so let me confess to you, dear reader, that at this point, I was using a magnifying glass to read the computer screen.

When I saw what Billy tweeted, and then went back and re-read what I had typed, and then thought about the fact that I just had my eyes dilated a half an hour earlier and was reading my computer screen with a magnifying glass,

I CRACKED MYSELF UP!

Because seriously, a reasonable, logical person would have said, “Gee, I can’t see anything. I should probably go lie down or something.”

See? I’m ridiculous.

But I like being ridiculous, and I love laughing at myself. Because if you can’t laugh at yourself, it’s really hard to laugh with others.

There is much to take seriously in this world, and some things are never funny.

But taking yourself too seriously? Why would you ever want to do that?



This my first "official" Life is Funny post for Wendy's "Life is Funny" Carnival. So there you go...


19 comments:

Bridget Chumbley said...

Is the word dedication... or addiction? There is a fine line... somewhere.

You crack me up too, so you're not alone! Oh, and this time difference thing stinks because I miss all the good stuff during those early hours... drats!

Melissa_Rae said...

Have you ever seen Brian Regan's stand-up about going to the eye doctor? I cry every time. :) I saw your tweets and didn't notice the "black hate." That's awesome!

Wendy said...

And what exactly are the dops anyway? Is it contagious? Should we alert the media?

L.T. Elliot said...

You crack me up too! =D

Glynn said...

With dilated eyes, you use a magnifying glass to read the computer screen? I didn't know you could do that - I thought you were supposed to lie and rest or something. Cool!

Amy Sorrells said...

One, or two, red or green, first or second . . . GAAAAAA! You ALWAYS crack me up and I adore you for it! Also good to know if you went 1/2 blind you'd still be able to figure out who's tweeting you. But if all your best twitter buds got a black cowboy hats, now that would really confuse you.

bman said...

Awesome. That was great! I know the feeling of just needing to check your Twitter... no matter the circumstances. I carried my laptop to bed because I hadn't "gotten" to look at "my stuff." My wife was like, "Seriously?"

I didn't look at it... and was kind of thankful that my dog woke me up early so I had time to look at "my stuff." Sheesh.

Billy Coffey said...

I think there's much more wrong with you than just your eyes. But that's just my black hate talking.

Sarah Salter said...

Oooh, Amy! We should totally do that black hat thing! Ha!

Helen said...

I like the fact that my pink hat made me special. Notice there is no such thing as pink hate...
You crack me up, too. And yes, I get obsessively worried about whether I made the right choice when I said a particular lense is better. The differences are so subtle.. And I'm not.

Sometimes I check the twitter before bed. But I didn't last night. I stayed up late watching back episodes of Glee.

Glad you are finally participating in LIF!

togetherforgood said...

Well, if it makes you feel better, I crack myself up as well.

Jewda said...

My co-workers accuse me of being addicted to twitter. There is a special rule in place just for me: no tweeting during staff meetings. I should send your post to them, because I am a casual user compared to you.

Oh, and I also crack me up with my stupid antics. I also like to video them and watch them and laugh again later.

♥ Kathy said...

I agree...I laugh at myself all the time too! And I love that whose your daddy shirt!!

Marni said...

Melissa_Rae is right. You should totally go watch that Brian Regan bit. It's hilarious!

"Are you looking into my soul???"

Steph should watch it too as it has a hilarious bit about tri-focals. Ahem.

And is that you in the "Who's Your Daddy?" shirt? I have a similar one that say "Stop looking at my shirt!". We should get a group photo sometime.

Cassandra Frear said...

Okay. Now I know all I need to know about you.

Mary Aalgaard said...

You cracked ME up, too, with the hat-hate thing and Billy's response and your self-reflection that maybe you could have rested. Instead, you were stubbornly on the 'net.

Maureen said...

Next time, try a pair of shades (always worked for me). And if anyone asks why you're wearing sunglasses while seated at your computer, just tell them shades beat using a magnifying glass.

Tony C said...

Hey! I'm in that club!

My wife constantly tells me 'You crack yourself up don't you?'

Why yes I do! Laughter is the best medicine...and this doctor is always available...to me!

I agree Kathy. Life is too short to be a stick in the mud. Plus, you are a very funny person. I'll bet we could throw Seinfeld quotes at each other all day!

JML said...

I'm glad you posted this. I had no idea where Billy's black hate was coming from and I was borderline concerned.