Does anyone else ever think about how a huge chunk of the humor on this website is literally just lol teh random humor except nobody is calling it that cuz we’re too self-conscious to admit that our senses of humor haven’t matured since middle school
We all know “I have rabies” is the 2018 version of “I am teh penguin of DOOM” but I’m the only person on this godforsaken website who isn’t too much of a coward to say it
To be fair to Barry, he does ask “Are you afraid?” immediately after Magnus attempts to punch him three times and when that didn’t work tries to chop him with Railsplitter. So. Like. It’s a valid question.
I think a lot about who I am to other people in the world–particular who I am to strangers as a mere concept in their lives.
Today this woman called our information desk and said, “my son’s band is playing tonight. I want to come see him, but he never answers his phone…..I want to be there. Have you heard anything about his band?”
And I felt so bad for this lady but I’m not in the music scene around here so I had to tell her no, sorry.
Five hours later, I’m hiking and run into a group of guys setting up for some outdoor performance, and as I watch them unload the drums it hits me.
“Hey,” I said, “are y’all in a band?”
They said yeah and smiled and I told them “one of your moms called today. She wants to watch you play, but she can’t get a hold of you. Call your mom.”
And they all pulled out their phones and started discussing whose mom it probably was as they presumably dialed their own.
And now, unless we meet again and recognize each other, that’s who I’ll be forever to those guys–some mysterious courier for mom-messages who came out of the woods and told them their mom called.
I didn’t even tell them why their mom called me. Who am I to their mom?? Nobody even asked. They just took my word for it and called their mothers.
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