a symptom of four-ness

I am a four on the Enneagram. Among other things, this means I have a tendency to imagine myself unique, misunderstood, different from everyone else, etc. One of the ways this happens is when I hear (or say) something, and I think it's funny, and no one else has any clue what I'm talking about.

This happens very seldom with Peter, which is one of the reasons I married him. But tonight it did: we were walking in the door from our exciting Friday night at the remaindered book sale and Target, he said, "I've got to go to the bathroom very badly."

I thought this was hilarious. "How do you go to the bathroom badly?" I asked. "Do you pee in the bathtub? Poop in the sink?"

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