"Inviting people to laugh with you while you are laughing at yourself is a good thing to do. You may be the fool, but you're the fool in charge." ~Carl Reiner
I love being able to make people laugh.
Even if they are laughing at me.
I don't mind laughing at myself a bit. I actually enjoy it, generally speaking. Guess I'm happy being the fool in charge. Sometimes it seems that my life, with all of its absurdities, lends itself particularly well to inviting other people to laugh at it.
There was a time, not so long ago, when I had a captive audience, stuck with me on headset 5 shows a day, and exchanging witty banter was our daily stimulation as we churned out show after mindless show. Our conversations ran the gamut, from current events, to philosophy and religion, to general ribbing of each other. We knew each other so well, this crew of 12, after years and years of chit chat and teasing, and we laughed all day. I didn't care if they laughed at me, I loved the attention, and the rush I got knowing I was causing other people to crack up. I loved being the "funny girl" on the crew.
Then I changed careers, and had a whole new captive audience: a room full of 5 year olds. Not to mention 7 other Kindergarten teachers, who alternately found me hysterical and wondered if I had perhaps been beamed down from another planet. I was not LIKE them. At ALL. But I was the funny one. And I relished it. My stories and observations had a new audience, and making my kids and colleagues laugh was my favorite part of that job.
I don't have much of an audience right now. The girls are too little to "get" much humor, and Dearest has pretty much heard my whole repartee. I hope that will change. I hope I make friends, and that I can make them laugh. I hope my kids find me funny, the same way I find my mom funny.
The laughter is the thing I miss the most about working, now that I think about it.
I love making people laugh.