Giggles. How unfortunate.

Do you remember getting the giggles at a totally inappropriate time? Write what happened.

The better question would have when have you NOT gotten the giggles at an inappropriate time?

The list would be much shorter.

I unfortunately have the chronic syndrome of giggling when I am in an extremely uncomfortable situation (see here). Death, tragedy, unfaithfulness, and all forms of hurt tend to bring it out in me. It doesn’t come slowly either. It just totally errupts. Once I was telling an awful story about a poor nine-year-old in our town who had a baby. It was a terrible story, but for some reason in middle of telling it, the giggles snuck up on me. I was probably the worst person in the world right then. And I don’t seem to have gotten better because ...

Last week, although a more minor incident,. I was in a mission preparation class where we were role playing possible scenarios. The man my ‘companion’ and I were supposed to be teaching told us his wife had died the week previously. I started giggling. Uncontrollably. Fortunately in this case it wasn’t a real situation, but what if it had been? I should probably fix this bad habit before I go on a mission or it could be the most counterproductive mission to ever be. Fight the fiendish giggles.