A couple of weeks ago I was watching Star Trek: Strange New World
And I love the character Number One. She’s awesome. And my son and I were talking about why I might like her character so much and he said maybe it’s because y’all are a lot alike. I’m feeling really good about myself at that moment. She’s a commanding officer. She’s smart. She’s responsible and the crew turns to her for problem solving etc.
And then ….
It wasn’t even 5 minutes later, and the crew was talking about how everyone refers to her as “where fun goes to die.”
And my son just looked at me and he couldn’t keep from laughing. In his defense, he was laughing at the look on my face.
I’m already a plant hospice - where plants go to die. But fun? Really?
But I know when people think of their fun friend, I’m the last one they think of…
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