Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I Must Have Left My Cards In My Other Twenty Year Old Miata...


     I was at a funeral on Saturday and afterwards everyone was invited back to the Maplewood Pub (which is now called The Bridge Between... not sure about that name) for a few libations. It was a chance to get caught up with quite a few good friends I hadn't seen in a while, some from an old workplace and some from a of slo-pitch team I had played on. At one point there were four of us (two co-workers, one friend and myself) standing around yapping about old times when one of the women I was talking to asked the other for one of her business cards. Both had left careers in the service industry to become realtors. She fumbled around in a tiny little purse for a second, came up empty handed and said, "I must have left my cards in my other B.M.W." I couldn't believe it. I'm not usually one for conflict or calling people on their B.S. but fortunately the forth woman in the group was. She immediately replied, "Sally", I can't believe you said that!" "Sally" kind of mumbled and stammered for a second and said, "Well I meant my other car actually.... Busted.
      I don't want to come across as malicious here because I really like this person, we had worked together for three years, I enjoy her company and I'm glad for her success but seriously, "I must have left my cards in my other B.M.W?" I could care less if you have ten of them... how could anyone say anything as ostentatious ("ostentatious" actually seems quite pretentious) as that? Maybe you could mix that one up from time to time.... "I must have left my cards in my other mink coat, or other yacht, or other apartment in Yaletown... 

    Brenda there is something weird going on in my corner of the world, click here
 
    Got some new underwear... I never look like this when I put on Calvin Klein's...

    Sorry if I came across as pretentious with "Calvin Klein's" but they're the only underwear other than "Hugo Boss" that I can wear. Bought the black and grey, not white like on the box...

5 comments:

B. Diederich said...

I must of left my purse in my OTHER old junk POS truck. At least that would be honest since I do lose it quite regularly in one of them! Ahhh. But if only I had the money that 2 BMW's would be worth... sigh.
God, that feet thing is bizarre! I am going to go back and reread that later. Why just FEET? It arouses all sorts of questions... more later...
BD

Dan Johnson said...

They can't figure out why it's just feet. They have all kinds of theories but they don't seem to know exactly...I'll give it the googler. They've had "experts" here investigating we may need "Bones" or "Grissom"...

John Hartwick said...

We've been laughing about that little wake faux pau for days. I left my soul in my other pants.

B. Diederich said...

Ha! About the Calvins.... I was wearing some boys basketball shorts (the kind down past yur knees--very comfortable, but my daughter always says, "Mom! You're NOT a Gangsta!") and anyway, I had drooped or 'sagged' them down way UNDER my buttcheeks and was wandering around the house with my floral underwear-covered ass exposed. My son was rolling his eyes at the ridiculousness...
"but," I said, "I just saw a young guy at the gas station and HE was wearing HIS like this!" ....gray Calvin-covering ass cheeks hanging out for all the world to see... Some of us older folk were waiting to see if the shorts would drop all the way to the floor, but he managed to maintain them as he walked? to the cash register...
You'll have to try it with heavy jeans.
How do they stay up??!

B. Diederich said...

Oops-- covered, not covering. I must PROOFREAD.

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