People talk to me, and I don’t know why. Complete strangers come up to me and ask me things like, "Should I have my dog fixed? I mean, it’s not like he’s going to fall in love or anything, but. . . "
This stuff really happens to me! Does it happen to you, too? Or do your kids ramble on and on about nothing that makes any sense to you. . .
And so I stand and discuss their issue with them, but somewhere deep in my mind I’m thinking, “Why are you telling me this?”
I guess they wouldn’t be telling me stuff if they didn’t need to, so maybe it does some good.
But still… Do I have a neon sign on my head that says, “Drunks, Cats, Kids, and Cons: Inquire Within”?