Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Being Normal

"Are there any advantages to being normal?" Franklin asked as I sipped coffee at The Breakfast Club. "Why are you asking me?" "You used to be normal," he said. "That was a long time ago." "You probably remember what it was like though." "Well," I thoughtfully said, "it has some perks but it's got a lot of drawbacks." "Like what?" he asked, leaning over the counter full of anticipation at the answer. "You get your own seat in church," I explained. Franklin, who is brown, made a face before asking, "Is that a perk or a drawback?" "Yes," I told him. "Do you miss it?" he continued. "I wasn't ever really good at it," I replied. "How did you know?" "I was always being criticized. Normal people don't get criticized. They just go along with the flow." "A lot of people call me a mindless jerk," he said. "See?" I told him affirming what he already knew. "She's hot," he said changing subjects while pointing to a picture of a blond haired girl on a full page advertisement taken out by Crime Stoppers in the The Savannah Morning News. Crime Stoppers takes out these adds each week so people wanted by the police can be turned in for cash by their neighbors. "I think it helps your relationship to not know each other," I countered. Nodding his head up and down, he agreed. "Anything else you want to know about being normal?" "Not really," he firmly answered. "It scares me." "Me too," I concluded. "Hey!" he loudly exclaimed interrupting my thoughts, "did I tell you that I only date Cougars in pairs now? They have to be sisters and they husbands. It makes dating more challenging and the thrills of getting caught heighten your sensual pleasures." I nodded and resumed looking at the pictures of the girls on the Crime Stoppers page.