Laughing at Yourself is the Best Medicine

The old saying about laughter is the best medicine is true, but I think it’s truer when we can laugh at ourselves. I probably laugh at myself a couple times a week, at least…

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Like the time I sat on the phone with the cable company for an hour because the internet wasn’t working. They told me to call the company that makes the router. So here I was for another hour – frustrated, pissed off, and ready to give up.  Thankfully, the guy on the phone thought of this issue as a possibility – I had turned off the antennae on the laptop.

Another day I was cleaning the bathtub – the water was turned up all the way, I pulled up the lever for the shower so that I could rinse the other end of the tub. The lever had become unscrewed and sprayed water all over my face. I was the only witness, and at first I almost got mad. But then I thought about how funny it would have been to someone else, especially if they’d had it on video. Then I  laughed at myself.

And then there’s the icky stuff. I’ve had cats longer than I’ve had children – and I let them sleep with me (the cats). Several years ago I was eating in bed and thought I’d dropped a sesame seed. I ate it without thinking twice. I later realized that it wasn’t a sesame seed – because the sandwich I was eating did not have them. What was it then? I discovered later that it had been a dried up worm that resembled a sesame seed – the type that cats get!

Speaking of cats – this was a different cat from the one mentioned above – a friend was visiting me from out of town. I had just moved into a new place and he was helping me move the heavy furniture and boxes accordingly. We went out to celebrate the evening and got in late. He slept on the couch and I on the makeshift bed, and the next morning he awoke before me. I woke up to his laughter without any idea what it was about. He told me to turn around. My cat had crapped all over the bed next to me and around me – in neat little piles like connect-the-dots. I didn’t think it was funny then, but now I laugh about it when he tells the story to our friends.

A few summers ago I was at the beach with my daughter, my dog and his dog friend. My daughter and I were looking down at something in the sand. All I remember next was flying in the air and within about a half of a second I was flat on my back, hearing a snap. The dogs had been running at full speed and ran into my legs, flipping me up and onto the wet sand. I lay there for a few moments, the wind knocked out of me and certain that my back was broken. The dog friend licked me in the face, as if to apologize. My daughter asked me if I was alright, even though she was laughing. I really thought I had a broken back, but after a few moments later I managed to get up. The only thing that was broken was my pride – there were two fishermen nearby that witnessed the whole thing. I know how funny it must have been to see it. Although still in a bit of pain, I managed to laugh at myself – especially once I realized no one had put it on Youtube… or had they?

I hope my goofy stories gave you a chuckle today. 🙂


About Shannon Hart

Photographer, Writer, Artist

Posted on November 23, 2013, in Writing and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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