Observation #14 The relatives
We all have those relatives that we hardly see. You know the one's, you see them once every fifteen years.
There's a general procedure which everyone must endure when greeting these relatives.
*First you must stand there quietly and force out a smile on making eye contact with them.
*You must let them maul your face, as they don't seem to remember what human feels like.
*You must endure that god awful smell. Its odour with a dash of lavender usually.
*Then the downright dumb comments begin, usually with getting your name mixed up with no one related to the family in any way whatsoever, sometimes even calling you a name of the opposite sex.
*The the bleeding obvious, "Look how much you've grown!" Considering the last time they saw you was 3 months after birth and now you're 15, its expected that some growing would have taken place.
*Your comments are usually misinterpreted and then ignored.
*You are then asked the same question all day long.
*You have to deal with that dreaded hanky with spit on it.
*And some of them feel it neccessary to show affection by giving you a kiss on the cheek when you leave. You can feel the acid from their infested mouth burning through your face, as well as the pungent 'aroma' of their body attacking your nose and giving you a headache.
Worst of all, your parents endure this as well, yet they still persevere in dragging you along to suffer with them.
Is that some evil revenge for the pain we caused them when we were born?
Its not our fault our parents failed to use contraception. Mum, Dad, deal with the oldies on your own! :evil: