You know Deb, I am atrocious at laughing at people who do things embarrassing to themselves--iin a way in which they are not physically hurt and that they cannot hear the laughter. I hear it again when I tell it to some one else.......................but when it's me I laugh as well....(sometimes)
I was driving in my home town in snowy Ontario and was stopped at a flashing red, while plenty of cars were coming up the one-way and turning left on their flashing orange. Bit of a wait and I looked around, saw a head walking.. 'floating because of cars and snowbanks), then it fell out of sight. Then it popped back up very quickly, and looked in every direction, as though to see who had seen, and 'floated' about 2 more steps and dropped out of sight again.
I began laughing so hard I couldn't get in gear to move forward. Serves him right....for walking!... in the ice and snow!
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My dad was dying and spent his last 3 months at home with Mom taking care of him. He had plenty of visitors come to see him.
He died on a Monday at 4:30am. I was over at the house with mom and a sister. We were in the kitchen talking and a truck pulled up. A quite elderly gentleman came to the door, a screen door, as the inside one was open. Mom said to Come in. He did and took off his hat and twisted it by the brim around and round, and asked, "Well How is the old fella?" Mom said, "oh. He died".
Silence and his fingers must have lost their feeling as his hat fell onto the floor and he turned and left without saying a thing. His hat sat on the floor and Mom, sis and I laughed, quietly, and could scarcely stop. Just look at his hat and we were off into the laughter again.
He and his wife finally were under control, so they came into the house and he picked up his hat and they gave their condolences. Boy it was difficult still to hold back the laughter, just looking at his hat!
My contribution to show I understand your inabilty to not laugh!
Love
Izzy
