.I live in a former quarrying area and these slates are a fine example of the local sense of humour
I am a lady of impeccable manners. It's the way I was brought up. My father was a dreadfully rude individual and thus I spent my formative years cultivating fine manners and proper etiquette. But more important to me than my manners or my undeniable humility, is my exceptional sense of humour. I’ve always found both personally and in business that people respond more positively to you if, in your initial interaction, you can raise a smile. And if you can laugh at yourself, well, life is a hell of a lot easier.
It seems that when I’m about, people are given to laughing. Now whether this is with me or at me I don’t know, nor do I care. As long as they’re laughing I chalk another one up to my skilled repartee. Just the other day one of my Hive fans commented on my blog about my admirable sense of humour. I will name no names but I will say that she is a lady of good taste and considerable discernment.
My brother describes my wit as of the sledgehammer variety and I suppose he’s right. I love to get a rise out of people.
Only this afternoon while walking my dogs I met a man, around my age, I’d not seen before.
"Great drying out today" he called as I passed by..... most greetings in Ireland have something to do with the weather.
"Did your wife tell you that" I replied. ....because of course men don’t do laundry or know anything about drying conditions
"I haven’t got one", he said, "she left me a long time ago and I’m on my own".
"Oh really," said I, deadpan and moving closer to him, "I’m single myself and looking for a fit man to set my cap at."
A look of utter panic flashed across his face, just for a moment, before he laughed heartily, realising I was pulling his leg.
Of course, even a well-developed sense of humour such as my own does not work to one's advantage in all circumstances. Once upon a long time ago, when asked by a policeman if I was aware I was cycling up a one-way street, and smartly replied "I’m only going one way," I ended up with a not-so-fine fine.
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