I was sitting next to a couple in the lobby of a restaurant (while my husband checked in) and heard the husband ask his wife if she remembered what time they were supposed to be seated for dinner.
She could not remember the exact time , looked and me, and said, "People tell me I am crazy because I forget exact times."
I answered "I know what you mean. Sometimes I get told I am crazy, but there is norhing wrong with me. I even have papers to prove it."
She laughed. Then she said, "I know what you mean. There is nothing wrong with me either. It's THEM!!"
To those too young to know about papers, in the old days our parents would joke about having certificates to prove they were not crazy. They would say "I am not crazy and I have papers to prove it."
I do not know what has happened to our generational humor and our sense of irony and wit. It was a delight and a relief to enjoy this little humorous exchange with strangers. Do people still get a good chuckle from such friendly banter?