MRS. CRANKY THE EDITOR
Except for on Thursdays, my wife doesn’t often read my posts. Thursday is “Mrs. Cranky Thursday” and usually recounts a recent conversation between the Cranky’s. Mrs. C reads those posts so she can defend herself in comments. I tell her no need to defend yourself, most of the readers seem to take her side.
Every once and a while I ask her to read a post before I hit “submit.” I do this to make sure I don’t insult someone, or just for her opinion if the post if funny or crap. Mrs. C thinks it is her duty to assure the historical accuracy of a post.
“We went there in August, not July and it was two years ago, not three.”
“I know, but August is not a funny month. July just sounds funnier, and odd numbers are always funnier than even numbers.”
“But it was not in July, and it was two years ago!”
“Who cares, what is the difference?”
“It’s just not accurate!”
“I hardly think some lady in Brussels who reads this post will give a hoot about the month or the year. I think she will find it more humorous if the month is July and it happened three years ago.”
“That’s just dumb. Why is July funnier than August, and why three years ago better than two years ago.”
“July just sounds funnier to me, and I once read where comedians always use odd numbers in their routines because for some reason even numbers aren’t funny.”
“I think, for one, August is funnier than July and is also accurate; and two, I think even numbers are funnier than odd numbers.”
“Your first point is funny because one is odd, and odd is funny, the second point is not funny because it is point number two. If you had said ‘and three…’ it would have been funny. See how that works.”
You are a jerk!”
“Look regardless of the month or the number of years, did you like the post or not?”
“It’s OK. I just find the inaccuracies distracting. I wish it were more accurate.”
“OK, thanks, I’ll change it to August and two years ago.”
Actually I am leaving the month as July and it happened three years ago. Mrs. Cranky never reads my posts anyway.
I may be a jerk, but I still think it is funnier my way.