Please Tell Me This Is Normal. #10

I’m such a regular Samaritan. The other day I was driving northbound on the interstate when traffic slowed because of a recent car accident in the southbound lanes. I saw a car with severe rear-end damage. I saw 2 infant car-seats resting on the shoulder of the highway’s inside lane, close to the grassy median. I slowly drove by and rolled down my windows. I could feel sweat on my forehead. It was that hot outside. Then I saw another car. It was halfway between the north and southbound lanes, parked in the grass with the doors open. I knew it wasn’t involved in the accident. A man, the driver, was helping a woman as she crouched down to sit in the driver’s seat of his car. She was holding a small baby.

So this guy was in the northbound lanes, just like me. He saw the wrecked car, just like me. But then he did something to help the people that really had nowhere else to go.

There’s nothing regular about that!

Please Tell Me This Is Normal. #9

Does anyone else think it’s totally gross to go into a public bathroom and sit on a toilet that’s still warm from the person before you? I can get over a lot of gross things, but it’s difficult for me to accept that I’m currently sitting on someone else’s warmth. Maybe it’s just me.

Please Tell Me This Is Normal. #8

I feel like a Southerner. Why? How many Northerners have to mow their driveway? I think all they do is drink unsweet tea and talk about the big snow of ’04. I’m right, right? Let me know. Meanwhile, I’ll be outside mowing the yard/driveway.

Please Tell Me This Is Normal. #7

I went for a jog today around lunch time. After I ran past this one lady, I thought, “She smells like an estate sale.” Not sure if I’m asking if I’m normal, or she is, but either way, I love estate sales. Especially the ones with old records, low prices, and extremely odd items, for instance, see picture below.

Please Tell Me This Is Normal. #6

(For more questions I have about what’s normal, click here, here, or here. Thanks!)

I recently noticed a habit when I unlock my car with the keychain remote. I hit the button, then in my head I say, “Kunta Kinte.” The reference is from the TV miniseries, “Roots,” starring LeVar Burton as Kunta Kinte. I guess I do it because the mechanical operation of the door unlocking sounds like ‘Kunta,’ so I follow it up with ‘Kinte.’ What? Would you rather me say “Toby Waller” instead!? Come on, have some respect!

Kunta Kinte in “Roots”