Embarassing myself , Chapter Two

I was at a CA meeting quite a few years ago by myself, a huge meeting with about 100 people. It was one of the meetings that I hardly ever missed, every Sunday night at 8:00 pm. I was sitting in a fold-up chair behind three tough looking addicts who were talking among themselves.

I was listening to them talk and I heard them say they were all from Texas. So during a lull in their conversation I leaned forward and got their attention. I thought it would be really funny to tell them a joke I had heard a few months before, I said brightly, " Hey I hear they found a new use for sheep in Texas… Wool"… and I gave them a big smile. And by the looks on their faces I knew immediatlly that I had made a bad mistake. They all looked at me with mean faces incredeuslly and they looked like they wanted to hit me. I leaned back feeling like a fool (and a little scared). One of these days I’ll learn.

Um… my good friend who died that I keep mentioning on here was from Texas. There was one thing we all agreed on out of all of us that knew him: He was one of the biggest assholes we ever knew. Though a lovable ■■■■■■■. Combined with the fact that when he had us prank call some people on Skype he knew in Texas when we were bored and all three of them flew into a rage over the stupidest things that no normal person would even feel angry over… I’d say people in Texas are generally really angry by default.