First Impressions Mean Nothing
First off let me say I'm not trying to be mean, but I must speak my mind.
My friend Josh and I are in Dallas for the summer working for my uncle (more on that later). We are staying with the family of one of my friends from college. The night we met the family, I remember thinking the three younger boys were annoying, the mother was really nice and fun, and the father strict and intimidating. Let this be a lesson to all: first impressions mean absolutely nothing!
After having lived with them for over a month, Josh and I are both struggling to keep our sanity.
The Mom (hereby referred to as R) is absolutely the most clueless person I have ever met; her daughter is a close second. Apparently ever morning she selects from a long list of stupid phrases and questions what she will fill her conversations with for that day, and then proceed to use each canned sentence on every member of the family, including us. As soon as we walk in the door from work, inevitably she springs on us the question that Josh and I joke about everyday before we open the door: "Long day?" It would seem like a nice, interested question--the first three times. But when she asks it every stinkin' day, you being to wonder if someone forgot to wind up the crank in her back that controls the "Originality of Conversation" part of her brain.
The Daughter, K (notice how I'm sensitive enough not to use names), is completely without a logical understanding of anything. Honestly, when sitting at the dinner table I cannot tell between her (18 years old) and her younger brothers (16, 13 and 10). The boys use more wit and critical thinking in their insignificant dinner discussions than K does in an entire week of working two jobs in the "real world." Josh, who virtually gets along with everybody, has confided in me that even he has a hard time holding back his tongue around K.
The Boys are awesome, not annoying. They are fun to play with (we wrestle in the pool, torture the dogs, shoot beebee guns in the backyard, and play XBox), and they are intelligent, a quality highly lacking in the female members of the family.
The Dad is still intimidating at times, but he is the rational and spiritual rudder of the marriage. He's got a skewed sense of humor (like mine and Josh's), and he extremely intelligent--an engineer and an inventor with a few patents to his name. He's the only one of the family that Josh and I have been able to sense any kind of growing spiritual life in. Nobody else even gives a hint of a desire to grow spiritually.
Now, in order to get an un-eggagerated idea of what I think of the females in the family, take it down a few notches. I don't really mean everything mean I wrote........I'm not a jerk, really. Adios, todos.
My friend Josh and I are in Dallas for the summer working for my uncle (more on that later). We are staying with the family of one of my friends from college. The night we met the family, I remember thinking the three younger boys were annoying, the mother was really nice and fun, and the father strict and intimidating. Let this be a lesson to all: first impressions mean absolutely nothing!
After having lived with them for over a month, Josh and I are both struggling to keep our sanity.
The Mom (hereby referred to as R) is absolutely the most clueless person I have ever met; her daughter is a close second. Apparently ever morning she selects from a long list of stupid phrases and questions what she will fill her conversations with for that day, and then proceed to use each canned sentence on every member of the family, including us. As soon as we walk in the door from work, inevitably she springs on us the question that Josh and I joke about everyday before we open the door: "Long day?" It would seem like a nice, interested question--the first three times. But when she asks it every stinkin' day, you being to wonder if someone forgot to wind up the crank in her back that controls the "Originality of Conversation" part of her brain.
The Daughter, K (notice how I'm sensitive enough not to use names), is completely without a logical understanding of anything. Honestly, when sitting at the dinner table I cannot tell between her (18 years old) and her younger brothers (16, 13 and 10). The boys use more wit and critical thinking in their insignificant dinner discussions than K does in an entire week of working two jobs in the "real world." Josh, who virtually gets along with everybody, has confided in me that even he has a hard time holding back his tongue around K.
The Boys are awesome, not annoying. They are fun to play with (we wrestle in the pool, torture the dogs, shoot beebee guns in the backyard, and play XBox), and they are intelligent, a quality highly lacking in the female members of the family.
The Dad is still intimidating at times, but he is the rational and spiritual rudder of the marriage. He's got a skewed sense of humor (like mine and Josh's), and he extremely intelligent--an engineer and an inventor with a few patents to his name. He's the only one of the family that Josh and I have been able to sense any kind of growing spiritual life in. Nobody else even gives a hint of a desire to grow spiritually.
Now, in order to get an un-eggagerated idea of what I think of the females in the family, take it down a few notches. I don't really mean everything mean I wrote........I'm not a jerk, really. Adios, todos.
posted by Seth at 11:46 PM
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