Hiding from me

Over the past month, three different people have told me that they had kept a secret from me, fearing that if I discovered their secret, I would have made fun of them. These were not big secrets.

One person had begun teaching a class and hadn’t shared the details with me, assuming that I would find the subject worthy of amusement.

Another was watching a television show that she assumed I would find silly and trite.

A third had made a questionable parenting decision that she feared I might disparage.

Although two of the three people were correct in their assumption, why would they care if I made fun of them? Either they are overly concerned with my opinion of them or I am highly skilled at making fun of people.

I kind of hope that it’s both.