I have no idea why I laugh so much. I myself am not funny, but I LOVE to laugh! I got nicknamed early in life in grade 3 as giggles and it seemed to stick. Why a child who has had so much abuse and lack of love and hurt would laugh so much is beyond me! So of course when I met Patti, she was the same way and the laughter was unbelievably uncontrollable! I have never laughed so much in my life since meeting her. But I still laugh alot and enjoy being around people that make me laugh. I have no wit, but I can certainly laugh at yours! I am the perfect sidekick companion. ..unless of course you aren't funny then I can't help you much.
I laughed through many of my university courses. I remember this intermediate statistics course I had to take for my economics major. Well, I met a guy Gerald and of course just walking towards him everyday would get the laughter going. He was used to seeing me all battered from my karate class as my arms were often black and blue from sparring. Or I would be limping because I did 1000 stairs in CAB and my legs didn't function as a unit and made me walk funny. He always got a kick out of that. So while waiting for class, we would get warmed up for my upcoming laughing fits. Gerald would always ask me if I would get through the class and I was literally scared to walk in there. This professor was the biggest goofball, and I would laugh so hard I had to bury my head under my purse. And Gerald didn't help by commenting here and there just as I was trying so desperately to regain composure. It seriously hurt! I could not stop laughing--the WHOLE term. I was so relieved when that class ended...I thought I was going to die.
Then there was the evening community recreation class I had. Six students and two professors--Laurel and Hardy. And who did I sit with but the wittiest girl around, Charlene Saunders! Oh.My.Goodness! She couldn't wait to get me going. Again, I just had to THINK about going to this 3-hr. class 1 evening a week, and I would get into hysterics--and Charlene knew it. But it was the 2 class clowns teaching us! They would sit there and argue with each other in front of the class and talk about the silliest things. I would literally have to zone out so as not to hear them and totally think of something different. In both these classes I would often be asked what was so funny and of course I couldn't respond as I was half dead in a triple roll laugh. Charlene elbowing me along. I needed tissue not for tears of sadness but because I laughed so hard. I practically needed oxygen.
I did the same thing as a cashier trainer at superstore, and pretty much every adult seminar I have ever gone to. Just takes one person to do something funny and I am done. I have to zone out or give into hysteria.
But THE most embarrassing situation where I had a laughing fit, was at my mother's casket viewing. Can you imagine??!! It all started when Andrew and Tracey brought something to put in mom's casket and we are leaning over her all in tears our faces a mess from so much crying, and she looks blueish and not that great and they put these pictures and things there. We then proceeded to go sit so that people could offer us their condolences. Well, I got going on how I didn't bring stuff so now I was lesser than them... and we were done for. I had the 3 of us laughing the WHOLE time. People were coming up to us in tears and we were in laughing fits! Then I remember my cousin Karen saying she looks so beautiful and had a sparkly dress on and I thought WHAT!!?? She doesn't look good at all and the sparkly stuff is what they wrap the skin in to keep it tight (or so I was told). Well, that just started another 10 min. of laughter. I was supposed to be crying, not laughing my head off while people came to the viewing. They could HEAR me! I am sure they thought I was delusional and this was all just too much for me and I had lost my mind and made my siblings lose theirs too.
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