I don’t know if I can talk about everyone, but I find humor in a lot of things my husband doesn’t. Like one time we were driving on a very busy six lane street, I had my window down and suddenly felt what I thought was a bug near my neck. I freaked out, grabbed the “insect” and threw it out the window practially screaming, But you have to imagine it in slow motion, because as I released the bug from my fingertips, out the window, I became aware of how smooth it was and at the last second caught a glimpse of it as it left the car. It had been my earing! I turned to my husband and said, “crap I think it was my earing, I just threw one of my favorite earings out onto the street!” He was kind of pissed, calling me an idiot for being so crazy about insect that I could do such an idiotic thing. I just turned to him and said, “you don’t realize it yet, but this is a funny story.”