Many have laughed at my shark phobia. Many have said to me, "It's ludicrous that you live in Southern California, and refuse to wade into that blue, sparkling, refreshing ocean water any further than thigh deep, which even then you can never fully enjoy because you are secretly replaying those Shark Week video footage snippets in your head..... the ones in which the baritone voice-over guy says, "Joe Smith was enjoying an idyllic day at the beach with his family, and was wading no more than thigh-deep when.............." as the foreboding music swells.................."
OK, no one has actually said that to me verbatim, but it covers the gist of their meaning.
And then a bunch of great whites show up this past Labor Day Weekend in Cape Cod, and they have to close the beaches.
Who's laughing now? If I had a shrink, he or she probably would be. But that doesn't mean I don't feel vindicated by such stories.
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