A guy I don’t actually find all that engaging or bright said,
“I can’t wait to see you! It’ll be great to talk to someone who’s my intellectual equal.”
Although proposed as a complement, to my ears, it was sort of insulting.
But that’s sort of how all my days go. People say off-kilter or banal things to me all day and, proving that the guy who is my equal may be right, I react in fairly insipid and idiotic ways.
A friend calls from LA and, in the middle of a go nowhere but lengthy conversation, he asks,
“How’s the weather?”
“Partly cloudy with a chance of morons.”
Yes, my peeps!