#however. its very funnny to me. like what do u mean u tried to buy proof of communion. who does that

[kokoshnjak]

i used to read ameteur writing critiques when i was younger (i, foolishly, thought i could just learn what not to do and then id suddenly be good at writing) and anyway since the rise of cinema sins-esque style of critique, one of the main threads is always that the work can't have too many coincidences or sudden revelations that come without foreshadowing. apparently in realism the only things that happen are the things you already think are likely to happen, which is bullshit, in my humble opinion. something nobody tells you about life is how often something just fully comes out of the left field

recently-ish i had an event at work where i had to host this old, big name priest who wrote a book abt how evil commies killed his two uncles for working in the german army during ww2. let that sink in for a moment. he never once utters the word nazi but the implications are looming. anyway, it also just so happened that the weekend before that i was poked and prodded into going on a trip with my father & for the lack of anything to talk about (my father is, unfortunately, like a former roommate to me. every time we speak he has to cycle through every female name in his family before he lands on mine & i keep forgetting his birthday) i ended up talking about work. for reference, i work at a catholic bookshop and its not particularly impressive to anyone irl, not even to me. its the perfect conversation topic when you want someone to leave you alone

but then. then. it casually turned out that my non-religious, no-apparent-inner-life father somehow knows every single big name priest in the country. the nazi nephew guy? yeah he scammed his cousin and stole money from his community, theres a bloodline feud with him. oh the exorcist that keeps publishing books? they also have a feud, he used to run the church in front of my dad's store until he was chased off. that one guy that got banished to germany for throwing a fashion show runway inside a church as a way to gather relief funds? you guessed it, el padre knows him too because he literally bought proof of holy communion from him for himself and my mother so they could have a catholic wedding (for some reason. though neither of them is religious). he also attempted to buy it for my sister and i but alas. the ban has already happened by then. literally where did any of this come from. any person that i mention from work, my father seems to have some kind of either beefy or straight up criminal history with. none of that was ever alluded to whatsoever because until recently i thought his social life boiled down to my mother. in a completely unprecedented turn of events we now have a topic we can discuss & he has even occasionally started calling me to chat which he has never done, ever. i cannot stress how this development happened out of nowhere in my 23th year of life simply bc i made a throwaway rant abt someones nazi uncle, related to a job i got randomly on a whim. so yeah bottom line, critiquing how realistic a plot development is based on some mental math abt how likely it is to happen irl is just dumb. irl is full of things you'd never consider likely to happen and yet.