One time when I was about 15 years old, I happened to be up visiting my grandparents in Rexburg. I was with my cousin Anneka and my best friend Haylee. Now, you have to know my grandpa in order to fully understand this story, but this is just a classic example of his personality. He was laying on the couch muttering about how we had better get over there and say goodbye to him before he dies (he has been saying this for ten years and he's still alive, no need to worry). So we walked on over to "Uncle Ed", as he is called, because in his own words, he is "too young to be a grandfather." As we approached, he noticed Haylee, who he had never met before. With extreme excitement, he sat up and asked, "Who is your friend? She is BEAUTIFUL!! She should be a model!!" Then, turning to Anneka and I, he said, "And what happened to you two? You are going to have to hope that some man will fall in love with your brains!"
I have always remembered his advice and worked hard in school to salvage any hope that I have for some man to fall in love with my brains. Turns out my efforts were in vain. This week, I was up visiting my grandparents again and I mistakingly said, "that's cool" in response to some story. My grandpa was quick to reply, "COOL??? The use of such a word is only a mark of a very unintelligent mind!"
Turns out all hope is lost for me.
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