Friday, October 12, 2018

Questions I get asked.

So I live a weird life.

I do things that aren't considered "normal".

This makes odd questions commonplace for me. Some might say de rigueur. (I'd say that because I love fancy words.)


This weeks question are entertaining. So I figured I would share them with you.


Question one:

"Are you a nurse?"


This is really only an odd question because an ICU nurse asked me. Also, it isn't something I hear on a regular basis. There was this one time a cop asked me during a "routine traffic stop". Apparently, he was bored and upon seeing my USAA insurance card asked what branch of the service my husband was in. When I mentioned that it was my service that earned my right to use USAA he asked what branch.

Of course a logical question.
When I answered Navy his reply was "A nurse?"

But I digress.

This nice lady said she was curious because of the way I talked and handled myself. A compliment for sure.

Question 2:

Was prefaced with the always wonderful. "I don't want to offend you."

For normal people that is usually an indication that they are, in fact, about to get offended but I'm not normal. (see above.)

The question was "How do you talk to children?"

He was, of course, asking this because we had just finished a workout together and I pepper most of my conversations with curse words. Like ALL the time except when I am teaching preschool.

So his question was how did I manage not to say FUCK in front of small children? A valid question.

Truthfully I don't know. I do know I've not slipped up once in front of the little ones. Maybe because they are so little? Maybe because I do have a small window every day where I can control myself. Maybe it's because play-dough and glitter make me so zen I don't feel the need to curse.

That last one can't be right but it sounded good in my head.


So those are my two weird questions this week. Anyone else asked the most random things?

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