I don’t know as that CCL ever has a happy day…but that doesn’t stop her from saying, “Happy [insert day of the week].” Every single day. Repeatedly. And, as my astute reader, you will notice that the quote was not ended with an exclamation mark. Because that would require excitement. Instead, it is said with a more lackluster, dreaded tone that would imply CCL believes with every fiber of her being that this is the last day she will live to see. And she’s relieved about it, while maintaining her usual anger-ridden attitude.
Recently, CCL has gotten to where she’s renaming days. Last night before leaving, she said, “See you tomorrow for Wiener Wednesday.” I didn’t dare ask.
What amazes me is that a phrase (albeit annoying when said on a regular basis) that is intended to be positive and cheerful can leave me in such a foul mood after it comes from CCL’s mouth. It goes to show that it’s all about delivery. (And, trust me, as a delivery person, CCL earns no gratuity. Not one single bit.)
Happy Wiener Wednesday. Or whatever.
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