I know a woman who is batsh*t crazy! She says she was born with a veil over her face and had psychic powers and healing powers. Once I had a headache and she placed her hand on my forehead and asked if my headache was gone. I told her that I still had the headache.
She tells me she has visions. So I asked her if she meant a dream or actually seeing something. She replied it was a dream.
She says that she prays to God and her dead husband answers her!
She got upset with me when I told her to go see a psychiatrist! Hahaha.
Takes all kinds to make the world go around.
I do believe some people have supernatural gifts but she is not one of them.
I think one of the strangest things that she told me was that she saw her soul leave her body and go through the front door!
She is my friend’s mother. I feel badly for my friend because she has had to listen to her crap all her life. This isn’t just because she’s old (80). She has always been like this. She does not have dementia. I think she’s just crazy! She believes in all kinds of crazy superstitions.
Geeeeez! Talk about a person not having a filter! That man had absolutely NO filter, right?
He was such a weird, creepy, not very bright, dangerous man.
Riders "in the know" took preventive precautions.
Seemed she only "needed" to sit on somebody once. Clearly, it was a ritual.
Bizarre? Yes. Also, unique. In my experience, anyway.
That is just crazy. I can’t imagine having someone sit on me. Just bizarre. What do the people do? How do they react to her odd behavior?
But the second, third, fourth (and so on) times? NOPE. Not after she kept passing up empty seats. Plus, if her seatmates tried to give her space, she'd scoot after them until she hit her target.
Don't even want to think about what she was like in her youth.
I have a funny pubic service bus ride. My husband and I were riding the bus. We were not seniors! We were in our twenties at the time.
The bus had a blow out but it sounded like a freakin gun shot! I took off running, didn’t look back. I guess I was maybe two blocks ahead of my husband.
All of a sudden I remembered my husband and turned around looking for him. Poor guy was standing in the crowd outside the bus looking for me. Hahaha. The bus driver had instructed them to get off the bus.
I walked back to meet him. He just looked at me and shook his head. He said, “Well, I guess you weren’t concerned about me in the least.” I told him that wasn’t true and it was just a quick reflex action.
Back when I used to ride buses to work, all of the regular riders would groan when they saw her at the stop. She had a ... bus-boarding ritual ... I guess you could call it.
Her back was very much hunched. It was the first thing you saw as the bus' step lifted her up. Next came a tiny brimmed hat, curly iron-gray hair, and a round little face with huge, round, think-lensed glasses, peering suspiciously at all of the riders with her greatly magnified eyes.
Once on board, the ritual began. She NEVER had bus fare. Drivers always let her ride, anyway. (Understandable, for any attempted removal would likely not have gone well.)
Business completed, she would make her way slowly to the first seat occupied by a single rider - no matter how far back she had to go - passing up all of the empty seats.
Once she chose her seat, she'd sloooowly shift herself into a sitting position. And then? She'd sit on the passenger.
Every. Single. Time. Even if her seatmate-to-be tried to duck or scoot over.
I always sat waaayyy in the back. Just in case.
I call it free entertainment!
Geeeez, gallstones! Hahaha Well, I remember my doctor asking me if I wanted to keep my tonsils after they were removed. As a 12 year old girl my response was, “Ewwww! No!”
If she’s like my deceased oldest brother who was an addict as well her brain is a bit skewed from the drugs.
My brother was very interesting. In some ways he was extremely smart, even owned his own business.
Other times he justified crazy stuff, know what I mean? Stuff that would leave you scratching your head.
These people that do the drugs today, meth and crack have totally fried brains! They aren’t like the people who smoked pot in their youth.
If nothing else, it makes for interesting dinner conversation!
We still talk about my MIL saving her dead dog's gallstones!
My sister, a recovered (recovering?) alcohol/drug addict promises that when she turns 80, she is going get some fun Mr. Magoo glasses and give meth and heroin a go. She wonders what those drugs are like and thinks, "Who cares if I get addicted at 80?" I can see her logic after decades of sobriety but not sure if I agree with her. She's always been the "Hippy Dippy" in the family :)
* perplexed *
You’re right. I am amazed that so many people believe in the caul thing. It is rare to be born with a caul. My poor friend has had a lot to deal with her eccentric mother.
he drove my dad nuts with his , actually , very existence .
ive oft surmised that i hope grandpa has my dad cornered somewhere in heaven telling him the story that will ( literally ) never end .
I can't say I've ever known anyone who was bat sh!t crazy but my father's side of the family was definitely quirky🤔
She carries grudges to the point you don't even have to listen to her repeat the same ones over and over--after 44 years of knowing her, I could recite any one of a number of her grudges verbatim--in fact, I have done so to my DH who just laughs because I am so spot on--and it takes away the pain he has over being the source of a lot of the grudges away for a moment.
She can remember every single hurt, slight, unkind comment that happened to her over her 90 years. It's almost a gift, if she were funny or could remember the happy times, but she doesn't--just the nasty stuff.
She TRULY thinks she has suffered more than any other human being on earth. I'm not kidding. She said her doctor told her this. WTH?
Truly, it's sad. I had a very quirky grandma and we simply adored her to pieces. I think I might be the quirky grandma--I don't know. I certainly know what I DON'T want to be!
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I know. I just left my friend’s house and I am baffled by her mom’s behavior. I really am. Was just wondering if others knew people like her. I don’t mean it as making fun of old people in general. Really I don’t.
It is great to want to lighten the caregiver's load with humor. I know you do not mean harm to anyone.
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