The Best of Me?

Okay, I posted the prompt for today (on the left) to make certain anyone seeing this knows I am responding to something, not simply touting my attributes.

So, my favorite part of me is certainly not my waistline. Nor, is it my less than ramrod-straight posture. According to at least one doctor, I have voluntary scoliosis, which shows that jumping to conclusions is dangerous, especially for a medical professional.

With that said, my favorite part of me has nothing to do with physical appearance or any aspect of anatomy. My favorite part of me is my sense of humor. Admittedly, it can be a bit weird at times, and not everyone gets me, but that is their problem, not mine.

I am the kind of wit who can sit in on the edge of the conversation listening to the give and take without saying a word. Then someone will say something that leaves an opening, and with one line, I can have them falling out of their chairs with laughter or stalking out the door incensed. To be honest, I do not know if this is a gift or a curse, but it is a great deal of fun.

Also, my face is normally set in the “what have you done now?” look, or possibly “the first person who opens their mouth gets cut off at the knees” look. For several years one of my department heads would regularly slide into my office about ten minutes after I arrived, with a bit of a plea. She would say, “Chief, could you come out into the lobby and say hello to some people with a smile. Everyone thinks there is something wrong today.”

Another one of my fun little ways of breaking the ice with seminar groups or when leading a continuing education class dealt with my facial expression as well. As part of my opening remarks, I would stand in front of the room surveying each face with my “relaxed look on my face.”

Then I would say something to the effect of, many people looking at me now may wonder if I am having a bad day or am upset about something. Please be reassured, I am quite happy at the moment. In fact, I am laughing on the inside as I speak. If I become upset, I mean seriously upset, you’ll know it. There will be no guesswork required.

Needless to say, I play a pretty mean hand of poker as well. Bluffing comes naturally to me.

© – 2022

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