“Some days things seem to have been stolen from you./Cash to pay the bills, your sense of humor, friendship.” – David Rivard, “Late?”
I lost it somewhere around the mini-mart last week. My sense of humor usually sticks close by, and that’s why I didn’t miss it for a while. A couple of days, maybe. Yeah, I should have noticed it sooner. But I got these texts from Carrie right about then, her “hate texts,” as I call them; all about her being right and it’s all my fault. Not for the first time, but I got a little thrown off my usual routine. By the time I was done dealing with those texts and filing another motion through my lawyer, that’s when I discovered my sense of humor was missing. Big time.
I went back to the mini-mart, but it wasn’t in the parking lot outside, or back by the twelve-packs of beer, or even inside the glassed-in case of drug paraphenalia by the cash register. Not that I’m doing drugs myself, but the kids in the neighborhood apparently keep this place busy, buying glass bongs and such. I guess. I had only come in three days ago for a hot dog and a Coke, and that was only because I was helping Justin move into his new place. Then I remembered.
I left it on the floor under the couch in his spare room. It must have dropped off when Justin told me about Carrie, how she’d been planning to leave me for several months but couldn’t seem to find the right time to tell me. I guess she’d been having an affair with the ceramics teacher at her school since the school year started last fall.
Sure enough, when I went back for it it was there – my sense of humor – peeking out slyly from under the tan plaid couch Justin got from his grandmother. Looking like it didn’t want to come back with me.
About this post
Being on an airplane is often surprisingly productive for me. I think it’s something about being confined in one place for a certain number of hours (argh), with few outside distractions, that gives one the ability to focus on a creative effort. This little piece came out of my recent trip to Washington, D.C. Sometimes I wish I could find my sense of humor when I need it the most!