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No matter where I am–at home or abroad–people ask me for directions. I don’t know why. Most of the time I can answer correctly, but I’m sure I’ve made some mistakes.

Years ago, I brought this up at lunch with my friends and colleagues at the high school where I worked.

One of the (younger) teachers said,”Well, everywhere I go people try to sell me drugs.”

We looked at each other and wondered…

 

 

 

 

Photo by Joshua Harris on Unsplash



Characterizations: funny, right on!

Comments

  1. Suzy says:

    Risa, this is too funny! Would love to know what that younger teacher looked like!

  2. John Shutkin says:

    Choose to be flattered by the difference, Risa.

    A few years ago, I noticed that people started to ask me for directions more frequently — even in New York City, where this is rare. At first, I thought it was because I looked trustworthy and knowledgeable in the ways of the world, or at least in its directions, and felt pretty good about it. But eventually I realized that it was because, over the years, I had morphed into a non-threatening, doddering old man, unlikley to be a sexual threat. I didn’t feel so good about that.

  3. And everywhere I go, people ask me if I’m stoned. (Well, not in the past couple of decades, but there was a time that I used to get that a lot. I think because I talked slowly, like the folks I grew up with in Indiana.)
    Nice, provocative response to the prompt!

  4. Laurie Levy says:

    Made me laugh today — thanks for that!

  5. Betsy Pfau says:

    Very funny, Risa. Guess you just have that certain look.

  6. Khati Hendry says:

    This was hilarious. Thanks for the smile.

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