Unique??

I have been way to busy to post anything lately, but I had a moment tonight and I must share a troubling statement I received this week. Someone called me unique. That should, at the very least, strike fear in the heart of any man, but it nearly did me in. I am not very smart, and a statement like that makes me think long and hard about the meaning. Now, to a normal person, thinking is good, but for me it is dangerous. I can only think a short time every day or I may blow what's left of my little mind. Unique? What's that supposed to mean? What did I ever do to deserve such a title? Weird, stupid, insane, foolish, these things I can understand, but unique? That could mean anything, good or bad. I may work on diesels, run a trap line, play the piano, and go to nursing school, but that makes me well-rounded (or flat crazy), not unique. I always considered myself the definition of an average, normal guy, but then I get called unique. I don't know whether to take it as a compliment or a polite substitute for stupid. Such deep things are to much for my little mind, I suppose I should go consult my pillow, it is amazingly wise.