Sarcastic Bliss
Just as a small footnote to my last post:
The other day someone, someone who actually knows me very well, said in all seriousness and expecting an answer, “I can’t tell, are you being serious or sarcastic?” To which I said “Both.” It was a calm, straight, flat delivery. Just one word, no looks, or smiles, or cues. I was met with utter silence and befuddlement, that I refused to break.
It was one of those perfect moments when you can just see somebody’s mind spinning. It was like some cheesy logic trap that Spock used to kill an evil android. I started to believe I was going to see smoke and watch eyes roll back into their sockets. Of course I am sure it doesn’t say good things about me that I get so much pleasure out of what was in reality no more that 10 seconds of silence resulting from my insensitive incommunicativeness. But it was sarcastic bliss.
The other day someone, someone who actually knows me very well, said in all seriousness and expecting an answer, “I can’t tell, are you being serious or sarcastic?” To which I said “Both.” It was a calm, straight, flat delivery. Just one word, no looks, or smiles, or cues. I was met with utter silence and befuddlement, that I refused to break.
It was one of those perfect moments when you can just see somebody’s mind spinning. It was like some cheesy logic trap that Spock used to kill an evil android. I started to believe I was going to see smoke and watch eyes roll back into their sockets. Of course I am sure it doesn’t say good things about me that I get so much pleasure out of what was in reality no more that 10 seconds of silence resulting from my insensitive incommunicativeness. But it was sarcastic bliss.
posted by TOC | 9:37 AM
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