Slip Slidin’ Away
Somewhere in the past couple of months I’ve picked up a new quirk. When you hold a drink from Starbucks or McDonald’s, your hand forms a letter C, right? I have developed this notion that I’m going to drop things because I can’t hold them tightly enough, so to combat this surety, I curl my pinkie finger in underneath the cup, forming a little ledge for the cup to sit on.
It struck me recently that this might be a little strange. I’ve been holding glasses and cups for most of my life, so why am I just now figuring I’m going to start dropping them?
One thing some of you might not understand is that this sort of thing seems completely normal and logical to me when I institute it:
- Problem: cup might fall out of my hand because I can’t grip it tightly enough.
- Solution: form ledge with pinkie for cup to sit on.
It isn’t until much later that it hits me that this might not be the most sane thing, coming up with solutions to imagined problems.
This new oddity seems to go right along with my belief that the hanging lights and ceiling fans in the auditorium at church are going to fall on my head – no where else, mind you, do I have that thought. It’s only the ones at church.
I’m reading a book right now where the author has just talked about how he had conversations with Emily Dickinson when he was spending a lot of time not around other people. I kind of shook my head at that one, thinking it was silly for him to talk to imaginary or long-dead people, and it was right in the middle of me telling the cats that I thought it was silly that I realized I didn’t have much place to think it was silly.
His point ended up being – and I think he’s on to something – that we need to be around people so we don’t lose sight of “normal” behavior and how it is we’re supposed to be around people. Of course, it’s still pretty easy for me to think that forming a pinkie ledge for my drink is a good idea, because I’m pretty sure even Emily Dickinson would say that it’s not good to drop your drinks around other people.