Murphy’s Law states that if something can go wrong, it will go wrong. I would like to create a variation of this law that states, “If you take a trip home and don’t tell your folks, you will see them everywhere you go.” I think I’ll call it something catchy like Phil’s Law.
During my last trip here, I had a chance to visit my folks. During said visit, I was greeted with excitement, followed immediately by accusation (in very large quantities, mostly about the gay thing “changing me” somehow). Having spent a good deal of my life fielding disparaging commentary from them, I’ve generally decided that opting out of their company is a good thing.
Hence, because this trip was so last-minute and for a purpose they could never understand because it wasn’t on account of them that I returned, I accidentally failed to inform them that I’d be in town. And lo and behold, the first day after I’d flown in, who do I see walking right in front of us as we’re driving through the grocery parking lot? Hi, mom. And then, when we make a quick trip to the hospital pharmacy yesterday… Hi, brother.
Thus far it’s been entirely visual contact, and only on my behalf. It’s interesting because I know if a point of contact is actually made, I’ll be forever branded a criminal in their eyes. And who doesn’t want to have a little more diversity added to their résumé?
7 Responses to “Close Encounters of a Familiar Kind”
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Haha that is a risky game you’re playing, Mr. Phil.
It is, I know. But I’m at a total loss as to what to do with them. When I’m not there, they’re pissed off at me, and then when I AM there, they’re even more pissed off with me. I just got tired of playing their blame game, mostly because I’m the only one who’s ever at fault.
I agree, you are walking on a thin line. You know how these things go… someone is eventually going to see you and it’ll get back to your family or you’ll be so lucky to run into a family member. “BUSTED!” You know what? I hope you get caught. It will serve you right. HA!
Have you ever used the handicap bathroom (just because it’s big, and dammit, you deserve the extra space) only to walk out and see someone in a wheelchair waiting to go to the bathroom?
…yeah.
OMG! I love the new background and format. Very sophisticated.
Hahahaha. I have TOTALLY had this happen to me, and I definitely know how not fun it can be if you’re caught. Good luck sneaking around!
Also, I’m loving the new layout of the site! Yay for that!
That is so funny… I used to live in a town of 1200 (where my dad also lived), yet I never ran into him! How funny is it that you do in such a large city! But seriously, Phil, don’t feel bad about leaving them out of your life if it’s better without them. I’ve finally found peace with not having a dad, and I feel much better since I’ve accepted that it’s OKAY for me to have that peace.