Plumber: So…who do you live here with?
Plumber: do you live here with your kids?
Me: have you seen the rest of this apartment? I don’t have room for anyone else here.
Plumber: oh. Then what’s with the rubber duckies?
My stuffed animal of choice as a child was a pillow with a duck face on it that I creatively named Ducky. My parents, seeing my ardor for the duck, wasted no time in getting me a four wheeled duck shaped toddler-scooter named Quackles. So that is why my bathroom has ducks on the shower curtain, warhol duckies framed on the wall, a duck clock, and a panel on the wall with a duck face that says “quack”.
That’s also why my Easter gift was a rubber duck with glasses like mine.
I am in my thirties and consider myself erudite and sophisticated. But I also like duckies.
Life is too short to pretend not to like the things you like.