elfs | A Tale of Two Worlds...

Last night, Omaha and I went out to a fundraiser for Kouryou-chan's struggling, private school. We made a small donation-- we can only ever afford small donations-- but at least we gave more than we ate from the buffet or drank from the open bar. As policy, Omaha and I never drink at these things.

Omaha and I continue to experience the same weird disconnect we do at all of these events. At least twice last night, Omaha and I met other parents who said, "Oh, you're Kouryou-chan's parents! She such a smart and fascinating girl!" Even worse, Omaha and I appear to be a topic of conversation: "My son talks all the time about how Kouryou-chan's dad fell off a cliff. Apparently it made a big impression on him. You two seem to live such intersting lives." That was a common refrain. There seems to be, at this private school, parents who live "interesting lives," and parents who live boring but highly pecunious lives, and the pecunious would enjoy doing more interesting things, and the interesting would enjoy having a little more money. Nobody ever gets what they want out of life.