Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Not quite the reaction I was looking for

Remember how my estranged uncle wanted me to teach him how to skate?

It took me a mere month to work up the courage to call him back. I did on Sunday.

He called and left a message for me on Monday; we finally connected tonight.

I was like, "yo, you wanted me to teach you how to skate, dog?"

And he's like. "Yep. But I can't right now."

I said something sympathetic. I thought he'd injured something.

"Can you keep a secret?" he asked.

"Yes. I said. I can keep a secret." [Note: I never said I would keep this secret.]

"I'm getting married!"

My reaction was something similar to a choke. I asked him when.

April 29.

As in a week from Friday.

Our conversation did not last much longer. I hung up and instantly rang up my parents.

I told my dad. He was shocked.

I told my mom. It made her cry.

Cry!

I guess I'd cry, too, if Meg abandoned the family to the extent that I didn't even know that she was getting married. ...or who she was getting married to. ...or the gender of the person she was marrying.

I feel horrible now.

My family is so wacky.

Uncle Alan said maybe we could start our skating lessons in June.

2 comments:

girl from florida said...

He sounds Sooooooooo wacky! Asking you to teach him to skate, then telling you he's getting married in a week? What's he smoking?!?

Plantation said...

Teach him a lesson about family while you're at it.

 
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