This post was inspired by a “soul sister” a fellow “smartass” and blogger.
If you read her blog you wouldn’t get this about her ,because it is a serious blog and you can find that blog here:
However, this post is mostly about me and my 4 “smartass” older sisters who have taught me so well! ( I, actually, have 6 sisters, but 2 are rather serious and sane.)
To the remaining 4: I say, “Thank you sisters for passing the torch!”
It is not easy being the youngest sister in a family of 10!
It is even more difficult when you are born into a family of “smartasses”!
This sets the stage for expectations, “Will baby sister pick up the “Smartass” torch and run with it or will she be another serious type that we will have to respect?”
When you are younger, you tend to take things seriously, so it is not clear at first if the “smartassedness” will rub off or not.
You tend to cry and fuss at “smartass” comments thrown at you, because you think they really mean what they are saying.
When you get older , you realize they really did mean what they were saying, but you are now having so much fun throwing “smartass” comments back at them, you don’t care anymore.
I was thinking of compiling a list of family “Smartassedness”, so I asked the sisters for help via Private Messenger on Facebook.
The dialogue that ensued should prove my point just as well.
I do admit to editing the portion of conversation below for readability and length.( Did not think any of you out there would want a 10 page post)
Me: I need help with a post I’m writing for my blog: “Sisterhood of the Smartass.” I can not think of any family quotes…could you help me out? I am drawing a blank. Thanks!
Sister Mel: Becky ( one of the sisters) said, ” I did it.”
Me: Did you mean that Becky is responsible for me turning into a smartass?
Mel: Possible. Jill ( another sister) was always so quiet.
I really think the smartass has been passed down from Mom, Aunt Mary, and Aunt Doris. ( It seems it is a long-held family trait!)
Me: Well, Jill has her moments!
Mel: Yes, she is like Dad, every now and again she comes up with a zinger.
Becky chimes in: I guess I led the way but I came by it(smartassedness) honestly!
What is a Zinger?
Me: The Opposite of a Zanger, of course!
Becky: You are a smartass!
So, what was/is your family dynamics? Full of “smartasses” or are they a serious lot?
Do you throw out zingers / zangers or do you tend to have lofty lengthy philosophical discussions?