A few weeks ago I took my daughter to see “When Harry Met Sally”. Let me start with, why am I stupid enough to take my daughter to see a movie I love, because I know she is going to find some Gen Z way to destroy it for me- but that’s a blog to follow…
So we watch the movie (which she actually said “wasn’t bad” so I’m taking that as a solid two thumbs up) and as we’re walking away from the venue, she says to me- “You know- you’re a lot like Sally.”
My first thought was – “Yay” because I sort of have a girl crush on Meg Ryan. And I was so happy that my daughter thought I was like her. But no, I couldn’t let my elation stop there- I had to delve deeper:
“Why do you think I’m like Meg Ryan?” I innocently asked, assuming I was going to be bestowed with praise…
“Well” she started “First off I didn’t say Meg Ryan, I said Sally. And it’s because you’re high maintenance who thinks she’s low maintenance. And we all know that’s the worst kind of maintenance of all.” And the she gave me the best Sally/Meg smirk ever.
Me? High Maintenance? Never! I’m easy going. I’m a day at the park.
And then I thought about it. Ok. Maybe I’m just a little bit of a diva. Maybe I do like things “my way”.
And on the subway ride home, I thought about my other two favorite rom coms- “The Sure Thing” and “The Cutting Edge”. Both of these films have female leads who are a little high strung, like things their own way, and are a little chilly.
Gee- who said introspection was a good thing?
I realize that my three favorite rom coms all have characters that highlight my not so good sides- my sense of order, my rigidity, my need to have things a certain way. And the other thing they have in common is the type of guy who is perfect for them: a guy who gets them to relax and look at things in other ways. A guy who gets them to free their minds and their spirits.
So now, I’m never watching movies or having conversations with my daughter ever again…