Monday, August 11, 2008

why does this keep happening

story 1: rewind 4 years to when i lived in san francisco. caroline & i go to dinner w/a guy friend. we sit on the same side of the booth to share a meal to cut costs. we think we convince the guy to buy us dessert. the guy thinks it would be funnier (and better on his wallet) if he sneaks over to the waiter to tell him that his good friends are celebrating their one year anniversary as a couple. so there we are, eating and laughing, and a small group of very awkward looking cheescake factory waiters appear with a chocolate dessert and 'happy anniversary' on the plate in rasberry sauce. we look at eachother like, what the...??? blow out the candles, and enjoy the dessert, while the group of waiters quickly leave. obviously, no clapping anniversary song to attract too much attention. we give him a hard time, but think, eh, it is free cake!

story 2: j & i go to farrah's last night for a group salad potluck.
farrah was introducing a couple of us to this guy and says, 'this is julia, mary, julia's husband....' and leaves it at that, and moves on. the guy get's out of that, that mary (not her real name) is julia's husband, so for most of the night, he thought we were a couple! later during dinner, i over hear farrah in the other room say, 'wait, you thought mary was a lesbian?' and i chuckle and think, that seems like a funny conversation that we're missing...until i hear the rest and i was the other half of the couple!

so again? why? at least i can be grateful that he thought i was the wife in the relationship and not the husband.

3 comments:

Jan Bender said...

That's what happens when you don't were your ring...

The Proctor Group said...

That's really funny! I guess some of us give off that kind of vibe (j/k).

Michelle said...

ha! i knew it! you lesbo! jk! but really, just be glad you are not doing a triathlon where it is pretty much a requirement to wear all of those hideous lesbian clothes (i.e. crotch padded biking shorts, unisex looking colors, fabrics, and just total butchness!) yuck! makes me want to follow my childhood dream to become a fashion designer and then improve women's athletic gear. i mean come on, we should be wearing cute '70s looking stuff--legwarmers, sweatbands, etc, but no!