Funny thing about that!
And sometimes it’s serious, as in, when my little brother first got out prison, for God’s sake, and I tried to tell him not to cuss when speaking to his parole officer. Simple thing, right? But he went ballistic. Maybe that was timing though. It was his second day out of the joint, and we’re talking panic attack city. Timing has a lot to do with whether or not they accept our sage advise.