We all have our weaknesses. That one factor that makes us overlook all other serious character flaws.

Men have been known to date crazy bitches because a fat ass has the power to mesmerize. I know women who succumb to every skinny-jean-hipster-dude that looks in their direction, no matter how much of a manwhore he may be. 

I happen to fall victim to the funny. If you can make me laugh, my selective amnesia will take over and force me to forget and look past every annoying and werido thing about you. 

I get customers that charm me and make me laugh every time they come in, making me forget that when it comes time to pay, they will leave me next to nothing… every time.

I recently got a new roommate who, in the interview was hilarious, which obviously made me think she would be the best housemate ever. She has actually turned out to be the exact opposite, so now I have to start the whole Craigslist roommate search all over again.

I’m trying this new tactic that I call bypassing the funny which basically means that I try and hate all people that make me laugh. Much like a dude completely ignoring a perfect derrière in front of him, it’s been an unnatural, internal conflict.