My local pub is filled with banter. We're all sorts of people and talk about (and often disagree about) all sorts of things. Yesterday the conversation turned to Rudolf Nureyev. When I mentioned that he'd died of AIDS the landlord retorted 'Don't you catch that off homosexuals?' I replied 'No, you catch it off Tories'.
Everyone burst out laughing, as the landlord is a staunch fan of the lady in the picture.
I noticed something different in myself too. Until recently, I would have felt quite threatened and upset by the landlord's comment. Yesterday I didn't, and I was able to reply appropriately.
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