“Whenever someone tells you what you should do, which direction you should go in, you just tighten up and pull in the opposite direction." He said. "Even if you know it’s the worst choice to make. In fact, even though you know I’m right, you’re going to deny it. See, Chinese finger puzzle.”
So, there’s that.
And earlier this year, when I asked him what animal I resembled, he said, “Wildebeest.” Without any hesitation, just blurted out, “Wildebeest.”
Like that was a normal animal that folks would think of when asked this abstract question. Like he’s actually considered the question before, scrolled through his animal knowledge and picked out a Wildebeest from the many, many animals that exist on this earth as the perfect animal to compare my resemblance to. Then, seeing my confusion, he clarified it as a, “Disney Wildebeest.”
Like that was better.
My friends were insulted for me but here’s my thinking; he picked me so he obviously thinks Wildebeests with a life philosophy that mirrors a Chinese finger puzzle, are attractive.
Non-linear thinking is not boring. Neither is Husband. Ever.