Monday, February 16, 2009

Mr. Right Now and the Monkey House

When you go through a divorce, counselors say not to date right away. They recommend staying out of the swim for a period equal to about 25% of the time you spent married. So, if you were married for 20 years, they suggest not dating for five years. If you were married for six, they advocate waiting eighteen months.

Their reasoning is that your self-esteem is in the crapper, so anyone you hook up with will be at that level, because that’s who you’ll feel comfortable with. Which means one of two things will happen. As you heal, you’ll feel better about yourself and the person will no longer be a good match and you’ll have another breakup to get through. Or, your need for companionship will be so strong that you’ll stay stuck.

Damn, those people are smart.

I met Mr. Right Now at a bar Up North, about a year after my second divorce. He talked about Thomas Jefferson, which intrigued me, and lead me to believe he was erudite. Also, he was loudly Christian, which made me think he’d value honesty and morality.

Turns out he was just a Thomas Jefferson freak, mostly because 200+ years ago, TJ believed that the U.S. should levy no internal taxes, but pay for everything via tariffs. I’ve never been sure why Mr. R.N. was so obsessed on this issue, since he didn’t make jack, and what he did make was mostly so far under the table that the tax man didn’t even get a sniff. But every time I got paid, he’d wig out about how Uncle Sam had just ripped me off.

For myself, I like a few services – public education, a fire department, some police coverage. Heck, I’m even okay knowing that because I work my ass off, some little kids I’ve never met have food and shelter. It feels, I don’t know, Christian.

Among Mr. Right Now’s other strongly held (and diametrically opposed to my own) beliefs was Creationism. Old Dog is also a Creationist, but since he’s a believe-and-let-believe kind of guy, it’s not really an issue. With Mr. Right Now, not so much.

One day we were in the monkey house at the Como Park Zoo and he said, “Oh, look, we’re visiting your relatives.”

Before I could respond, he continued. “According to your hero, Charles Darwin, you’re related to these guys. I guess they remind you of your family, huh?”

Because I’m a total idiot, I tried to explain a little about natural selection, but he wasn’t having any. In fact, he did what he always did, which was talk over me when I tried to speak until I lost my temper. Pretty soon we were standing in the middle of the monkey house, yelling at each other at the tops of our lungs.

And I’m pretty sure the monkeys were thinking, “Please tell me I’m not related to these two.”

14 comments:

Lilly's Life said...

HA HA HA HA HA HA - loved it. You just keep getting better and better!! Then again monkeys always make me smile!

Rachel Cotterill said...

Oh dear. I've actually never met a Creationist, I don't think we get them in this country...

K said...

Sounds like a fantatic caught.

I'm also okay with a reasonable tax. I'd happily pay more if it went straight to public schools and health care for the needy.

buffalodick said...

Religon can be as helpful or as harmful as the people debating it. I refuse to discuss it in depth with anyone, as you will eventually say something that cheeses them off!

Belle said...

I agree with Buff. I NEVER discuss it with anyone. But I loved your post.

Chef E said...

Being a hairdresser once, an earlier career we were told not to discuss politics or religion with clients (like that does not happen in a hair salon), but I always have stuck with that rule were friends and strangers are concerned...do not have to with my Mr Right, we agree just do not talk about it...

Cute story!

I also agree with what you said about you and are similar in as we get older we get more productive in a creative way...although my house got a good early clean 'spring' sweep this weekend!

CDB said...

Our ideologies track each other quite nicely, and I worked at Monticello (TJ's home) for a while, so I can appreciate the idolizing and hypocrisy dynamic.

Whew, but the monkey thing..wow. And I grew up in the South! Wow.

Anna Lefler said...

What a hilarious post! And, no, there's no *discussing* this particular subject with a "true believer."

I've tried.

All right, I'm going to go pick some fleas off my friends in that tree over there. Ta-ta for now...and awesome post.

:^) Anna

HoodChick said...

You should have just thrown some poo on him and walked away, tail held high.

Steven G said...

Ms. Raisy you so funny!

Me sure Mr. Darwin would have selected "Top Bannana" award for you that day!

Marinka said...

Hysterical! I love the monkey's thoughts. Congratulations on not killing him.

Debbie said...

You are so funny! I love your sense of humor and how you can laugh at what I think may be uncomfortable situations in your past. I'm sure those monkeys were proud to be related to you and hoping not to be related to Mr. Right Now.

ladyfi said...

Ha ha! I'm with the monkeys on that one.

Carebear said...

I loved your story. Again! I personally love to talk about religion and politics. It really livens up a conversation. Especially if there is alcholol involved. :)
Call and we'll talk about Darwin!

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