The "Who will you laugh at when I'm gone?" Story

It was another ordinary day. Had just finished shopping at Park City Center in Lancaster for Christmas gifts. While there we were surprised to see Justin Bieber at the Bon Ton Department Store. Yep, the same Justin Bieber that is an idol to so many children, tweens and teens as well as some adults. Got to stand next to him and have my photo taken with him even though I'm not a fan. Not fair that a kid that age makes more money in a month than I will make in my lifetime. Just because he's cute. Can't really sing as far as I'm concerned. He was nice enough though to stand with me for a photo. After Carol took our picture together she sent the photo to our daughter in Maryland so she could show it to our granddaughters. I'm sure they would be thrilled. After about 2 minutes Carol got a return text on her phone that said, "Dork." I guess at this time I should tell you that Justin was actually a full sized cardboard cutout that was in one of the isles to promote some of his clothes. I posed next to it and even held my hand the same way as he did. And I will not get my wife involved in this too much by telling you that it was my idea to take the photo, even with store clerks and other customers looking at me like I was nuts. Evidently my daughter thought the same as the clerks and customers. For many years I have acted this way. Don't know why, but it just comes natural to me. Many times I do things that I don't realize are funny or stupid and the family will laugh at me, and then there other times when they make fun of me. I know it isn't meant to be nasty, and I don't take it that way. At times I don't hear a certain word they may have said and my response may sound humorous. Don't mean it to be, but it just is. Whenever we get together they will talk about the time when dad did this or dad did that and everyone will laugh. Actually some of the stuff is really funny even though at the time I didn't think it was. Well, today when my daughter returned the "Dork" response I said to Carol, who will they make fun of when I'm gone. "Where are you going," was her response. And you thought I was the funny one! It must be heriditary. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy. PS - I'm sure that if you know me and have been around me for years, you probably have a good story to tell about me. Right?