“Not My Zoo, Not My Monkeys!”

When ever something happens near me, around me or about me that I frankly don’t give a hoot about, I always say “not my zoo, not my monkeys.” It’s a funny way of letting people know that whatever the issue/problem, it’s not mine to fix; period, the end.

It’s funny how we latch on to different sayings for different things. For example, just the other day I was going through the cucumber bed in our garden to see if we had new cukes overnight. A jogger came by, stopped and ran in place and asked me why more people on our street didn’t plant gardens like we did. Without thinking, I said, “well, not my zoo, not my monkeys.” The jogger laughed his head off, and ran away chuckling.

Let’s face it; there are a lot of people who will hound you about this, that and the other thing—and you really don’t want to get involved. So I find that saying “not my zoo, not my monkeys” will pretty much halt the conversation.

Besides, you don’t want to be one of those people who have to know everything about everything. Annoying as they may be, it’s kind of savage amusement to mess with them by saying “not my zoo, not my monkeys.” Most people, upon hearing this statement will do one of those things that dogs do when they don’t understand what’s going on; head tilted to one side, eyes wide open, and saying “errr?”

Yup—not my zoo, not my monkeys.



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