If I were to label the guests and employees at Pax Wellness Resort and Spa in one broad general category, Super-Nice would be exactly the adjective I'd use. From the dimwitted yoga instructor assigned to lead group therapy without training or a license, to the silent administrator who hired her and would have fired her except for the strong will of one opinionated guest, to the building engineers who maintain the facility at just-above-condemned levels, and even the guests like Resentful Mother, Disgruntled Government Employee, and Angry Aggie... yes, I'd say they were all Super-Nice. And Super-Dysfunctional.
Now, to be fair, June was pleasant enough. Distraught, vulnerable, and boring, but adequately congenial.
ReplyDeleteThe rest of them, though? I'd rather spend a week with Elinor.
Yes and what better vacation than to insert yourself to help others deal with their problems. And the desert! So dry and hot... Ah, so refreshing and rejuvenating. It's a virtual paradise that Pax Wellness Center.
ReplyDeleteMary either has a highly selective memory or she's. lying through her teeth. "Super nice" is a term a tween girl might use. Sheesh!
ReplyDelete@KitKat--RE the term "super-nice." I was thinking that exactly. I am 54; my mother is 83. My best friend is 61. Never, ever have I or any of them used the term "super-nice" when the context presented itself.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'd like to evoke that wonderful sage and philosopher Pee Wee Herman when I say, "If you love the desert so much, Mary, then why don't you marry it?
"Super-Nice" must mean "Upset" - Shannon, June, Aggie, Boring-job man, The Administrators - all of them were upset about something. (Even the saguaros became so upset at Pax they packed up and left at the end.) I found it curious that not one single person there who Mary interacted with was happy. That must be Mary's idea of paradise.
ReplyDelete"super nice" is just an anagram for Runic Seep. Makes sense now.
ReplyDeleteI keep wondering if Toby gets some kind of community service points for hanging out with Mary and pretending to be interested in her dull conversation. That just isn't normal.
ReplyDeletehaha, Toby is lying through her teeth! This time is was: "I can't go because Ian is worried about budget cuts at University". Next time it will be "Oh, I'd love to go, but I am swamped with orders for clown paintings..."
ReplyDeletewell, the sea gulls were super nice...
ReplyDeletewell, the sea gulls were super nice...
ReplyDeleteSUNDAY
ReplyDeleteIs this a first? Mary sees HERSELF as a CloudHead? TWICE?
Toby changed into her more formal black tank top, so I guess it's after five now. Mary has been talking a long time. Those mimosas are probably screwdrivers now.
Gaaahhh! FOUR floating heads and two of 'em are Mary. The Widow June looks even worse in Mary's memory bubble than she did in the desert. Either her mascara is running or she has a black eye. But super-nice, assuredly.
ReplyDeleteSunday: Toby needs to suggest they get out of the sun because Mary is talking in riddles and making NO sense at all. There aren't enough drinks in that pitcher to make this craziness go away!
ReplyDeleteSanta Royale 911: Please state the emergency.
ReplyDeleteToby: I am seeing floating heads.
Santa Royale 911: (click)
Monday
ReplyDeleteWilbur's Sandwich Radar is fully operational.
Is Mary left handed? It looks like she's about to cut into her right hand. Maybe she's going to spread some "cygourt" (my PYNR verification) on that sandwich. It's yummy with kelk!
I, too, was curious about super-nice. It seems that Moy, who usually writes dialogue that sounds like a conversation from 1830 was run through translation software a few times, is trying to drop some contemporary American English into the strip. Next thing you know Mary'll be getting jiggy with it.
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