My father died 2 days before my 20th bday. It amazes me still how many things he said or we talked about came true, after his death. He was mentally ill as well. Very highly educated. He loved telling this joke.
A man has a flat tire right outside an insane asylum. A man 👀 through the fence. They strike up a conversation. It's dark now. The man was almost finished changing the tire. He reaches for the lug nuts and tips over the hubcap and is unable to find the nuts, he needs to keep his tire on. He starts to panic. The man behind the fence tells him to settle down. He explains if he takes 1 lugnut from each of the other attached tires, all the tires will have 3 nuts each, and that will get him to the nearest tire shop. The man asked the man behind the fence, how can you be locked up in an insane asylum, and figure out an answer to my dilemma. He replied. I'm crazy not stupid.
I remember a couple of my first intake evaluations. Twice I was asked if I had a college education. Each time a surprised look was on the doctors face. I asked why? Their answer both times, "you speak very well and have a large vocabulary". My response both times were," I'm crazy, not stupid". I don't use that word anymore. I didn't realize til now I was reciting part of the joke I'd heard many times. Dad's been gone almost 38 years now, and still, I keep him close. Soft smile.
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