If we study history, I believe every family has one of these. Bill Cosby did for sure. In our family, it's the youngest female. She can't help herself, really, poor girl. It comes from a mutant gene that, unfortunately, chose her to embody. Perhaps the gene was afraid if it waited it wouldn't get another chance. Perhaps this gene likes the female gender better (I think statistically it's probably true). In our family, this gene was handed down by none other than her....um....mother.
This mother felt it necessary as a child to inform her parents about all the sins her siblings committed, particularly her older and younger sister. In one particular instance, she informed mom and dad that her sisters decided to try something that was strictly forbidden (like smoking - remember ladies?). For some reason, she was conscience-stricken (unlike her siblings) and felt the need to inform. Needless to say, she was not very popular with her sisters for quite a while. And this popularity waffled back and forth throughout the years, depending on how much the informant informed.
Now the informant has surfaced again. She feels the need to let mom and dad know at all times when her brother is.....behaving questionably. She even feels it necessary to inform her parents when they are erring.
Her latest informing skills have stretched even farther. While this mother drives the school bus, she tries her very best to keep the children in line, by informing.
"Mom, Sydney is not sitting straight like she should."
"Mom, Sydney put her arms over my seat."
"Mom, Seth is talking too much."
It is definitely true that we reap what we sow. And while this mother has not been an informer for many, many years, that mutant gene has found it's way back.
And so the informing continues.