John Y’s Musings from the Middle: Family Conversations

Great moments in family conversations.

Three dudes or guys (Johns, really) in a typical guy-like conversation.

The one on the right (that would be me) is enthusiastically trying to communicate something of moderate interest to himself and, he thinks and hopes of at least moderate interest to his father and perhaps some remote interest to his son.

The one in the middle (that’s my son, Johnny) knows what I am doing and knows the topic is not of any interest whatsoever to him and probably of no interest to my father either even though I think it may be —and the main goal now is to look distracted by something going on elsewhere in the room so he person can keep thinking about whatever it is he is thinking about and not be expected to respond to my comment. And eventually be able to change the subject to something of greater interest to him and his grandfather.

The one on the left (my father, Big John) is engrossed reading something of interest to him but also realizing the comment the one on the right is making is taking a very long time and some sort of response will be expected  of him since it is directed his way, mostly, and he needs to hear enough of it to comment adequately without having to listen to everything I am saying, especially since the one in the middle doesn’t appear that he will help out by offering a comment of feigned interest to help out.

We have a lot of great conversations this way when we are together.