The other day from UNCLE JOHN’S BATHROOM READER I learned a
new word: Misomaniac, one who hates
everything.
I immediately thought of this hateful bitter old man I see
from time to time in the neighborhood walking his dog. His dog is an Airedale and whines and begs to
interact with Willow. The misomaniac
scolds his dog, or if he sees us coming, they will change their walking
direction. I got the idea he hates
everything and doesn’t do small talk, he just rather be left alone.
This morning I saw an elderly lady walking the Airedale. I asked her was her husband OK. She was very friendly and told me her husband
is recovering from a motorcycle accident.
Motorcycle accident?
That old fart, I thought, would be the least likely to ride
a motorcycle.
She went on to say they both have motorcycles and he had his
wreck just one block from their house.
Everybody has their own story. Some just prefer not to talk about it.
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