A line of people, each with a card, waited patiently. Some cards said “Odd Person”; others said “Funny Person”.
“Odd people to the back,” someone yelled.
The line disarticulated itself in disarray until all the “odd people” were standing at the back. When the train arrived, one of the “odd people” raised his arm.
“Funny people are odd,” he said. “Sometimes you simply cannot understand them.” A wave of protests came from the front of the line.
The supervisor told him to shut up. He did. After all, odd people are odd people and funny people are funny people. Right?