I have a friend and former coworker named Sheldon. He reminds me of my grandmother's old boyfriend, Ed (how many people can say THAT!) mostly because they look the same. He also reminds me a lot of my dad. That's for the often predictable yet rarely anticipated sarcasm. I'd say that Sheldon is interesting, but that's just not doing him justice. Working with Sheldon was NEVER dull. He'd say things that would have you doubled over laughing in one breath and things that would make you wonder how he's not yet been fired in the next.
Once we became Facebook friends, the real fun started.
It was a lovely day so I post about the weather.
Me: Sitting outside enjoying the mid 70's.
Sheldon: I didn't know you were in your 70's.
I'm eating my daily hard boiled eggs and am having trouble peeling them.
Me: I hate it when my eggs don't peel.
Sheldon: I didn't know you were ovulating.
Our dog chewed on EVERYTHING so I post.
Me: Why does my dog eat sticks?
Sheldon: It helps them bark!
Then I got pre-emptive:
When driving through several states on our way to Montana, I post at every state line.
Me: Idaho! Sheldon--don't say what I KNOW you're thinking.
These are just a few examples of how he lights up my Facebook page. Now that we don't work int he same office, it's the only way we connect. And I can honestly say that there are things I almost posted but then deleted in anticipation of what he might say. It could be that I'm giving him too much credit in those unmade remarks. But I really don't think so. Yet every time he posts or doesn't post, I find myself laughing. And if he ever stopped commenting on my post in such a fashion, I'd be worried that he was somehow angry with me. Inappropriate? Sure. Rude? Sometimes. Funny? ABSOLUTELY! I hope he never changes...and I wonder what comments he might post about this.