Off humor
The other day I smirked. I do this occasionally when reason dictates. It is a natural reaction to the situation I find myself in. Usually not thought out, but more impromptu like a laugh. I do this expression around other people. It is an exchange that is telling without speaking. Though context may change, I usually take it to suggest some greater meaning, added humor, a facial acknowledgement that when seen by the other person, amplifies the content of the interaction.
The problem is, I smirk on the wrong side. In the last month I have begun to notice myself smirking on the side of my face opposite that of what is facing the other individual. A smirk is a quick moment and I am not about to readjust my face or stance just to flicker what should be so natural. Yet, I feel as if some humor is being lost. The joke is being setup, but I shoot the punch line into thin air.
Such misfires, though insignificant, get me to thinking about the larger state of humor. My humor. If I am falling short at something so simple as a lip twitch, then where else may I be doing the same? And not just physical, but verbal and mental. Could this be a telltale sign that my humor in general might just be a bit off? The things that I think, say, and do are not all hitting their marks in my social interaction. Communication breakdown.
I guess this just leaves me with the shotgun method. I shoot all I have in your general direction in hopes that a few things will penetrate. This is not so bleak as to suppose that we are operating on separate levels. I may just have to accept that a few gems may slide by on occasion. Such is your loss.