I definitely see the absurdity and hilarity in everyday situations, and I can very often make people (sometimes even total strangers) laugh - sometimes laugh so hard that they turn away to regain their composure. Some would say it's a gift, to make people laugh like that. All I know is, that's the way I've always been.
I come by my somewhat skeptical take on things naturally. My mother could walk into a room of somber-faced people and, a half-hour later, they would all be laughing at her mischievous antics; mother's favorite sweater sported a hand-embroidered clown.
Then, maybe my humorousness can be attributed to the fact that I'm half-Jewish (my mother). I mean, really, just look at all the famous Jewish comedians -- everyone from Jon Stewart, Jerry Seinfeld, and Ben Stiller to George Burns and Jack Benny, Danny Kaye, Joan Rivers, the Marx Brothers, Robin Williams, Mel Blanc, Gilda Radner, Woody Allen, Sid Caesar and Mel Brooks.
Whatever the reason for my humorous perspective, I'm kind of proud of some of the snappy rejoinders (sassy replies) I've come up with on occasion. I vividly recall going to a cousin's bar mitzvah years ago at a fancy Philadelphia hotel. I walked up to the desk clerk to ask what room the event was in. He said to me, "Are you here for an affair?" (Back East, everything from a banquet to a bar mitzvah is called an affair.)
But for me, "an affair" meant the hotel-room tryst between young Benjamin and Mrs. Robinson in the movie The Graduate. I looked around the hotel lobby at the single men; not one of them appealed to me as a prospective partner in an affair. So I said to the desk clerk, "No, I'm not here for an affair. I'm here to attend my cousin's bar mitzvah." And then I laughed, and so did he.
As Groucho used to say, "Hello...I must be going."