I’m well aware the title has nothing to do with the post, I merely used it because I used it in an email this morning and thought it was witty.
I went to a birthday party last night for my buddy Tony’s wife. It was a lovely party, hosted at one of her co-worker’s houses. The house was amazing, hardwood floors, beautifully tiled kitchen…etc. We had a grand ole time, cajoling and carrying on. Enjoying a delicious black and tan with Tony, we enjoyed talking about worky type things. Mandy and I commented on how fantastic the food was and how nice the house was.
The problems arose when I made a risque` joke about an inderect compliment I paid Tony, in an effort not to come across like a fag. Unbeknowst to me, our lovely hostess was infact a lesbian. Ouch. I know. Mandy did her best to discreetly tell me, but I wasn’t getting it until she gestured over to a picture on the entertainment center of the two of them and their child (Dog).
I honestly felt like a tool. But not in the damn I feel bad kinda way. It was more like the had I known I would have used my one try much better and complimented their carpets or something…ha ha BADOW!
Yeah so there you have it…drink Black& Tan