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Something resembling a social life
Jul. 29th, 2005 05:33 pmLast night, Matt and I went out to Bailey's, in Chapel Hill, with a number of his coworkers. Heather, the receptionist, was celebrating her last days of working at University Ford and her subsequent move to Greensboro. And as Heather is one of two people Matt actually likes at the dealership, we went.
I was having a decent time until John, the other coworker Matt likes, turned to me and asked, "And are you with child as well?" I hadn't caught most of the preceeding conversation, just a snippet that Lauren, the other wife there, was pregnant. So this question totally caught me off guard and touched a nerve. I gave my standard answer of "No, just fat," while Matt leaned over and backed me up on that one (the not pregnant part, not the fat part). The rest of the evening was sort of shaky for me.
On the way home, over the impressive thunder and lightening, I asked Matt, "Why would he ask me that??" It turns out that the rest of the conversation with Lauren was about why she was not drinking and avoiding the cigarette smoke. Apparently they noticed that I wasn't drinking, either, and I'd already commented earlier about the smoke bothering me, and just wanted to see why.
If the question had been, "So why aren't you drinking tonight?" it wouldn't have touched the same nerve as "Are you with child?" I have much more polite answers for "Why aren't you drinking?" or "Why is my cigarette bothering you?"
But, Matt had fun. He played a round of pool before the smoke started to get to him, and we rode home in a wet Jeep (it poured while we were inside), watching the amazing, impressive light show.
I was having a decent time until John, the other coworker Matt likes, turned to me and asked, "And are you with child as well?" I hadn't caught most of the preceeding conversation, just a snippet that Lauren, the other wife there, was pregnant. So this question totally caught me off guard and touched a nerve. I gave my standard answer of "No, just fat," while Matt leaned over and backed me up on that one (the not pregnant part, not the fat part). The rest of the evening was sort of shaky for me.
On the way home, over the impressive thunder and lightening, I asked Matt, "Why would he ask me that??" It turns out that the rest of the conversation with Lauren was about why she was not drinking and avoiding the cigarette smoke. Apparently they noticed that I wasn't drinking, either, and I'd already commented earlier about the smoke bothering me, and just wanted to see why.
If the question had been, "So why aren't you drinking tonight?" it wouldn't have touched the same nerve as "Are you with child?" I have much more polite answers for "Why aren't you drinking?" or "Why is my cigarette bothering you?"
But, Matt had fun. He played a round of pool before the smoke started to get to him, and we rode home in a wet Jeep (it poured while we were inside), watching the amazing, impressive light show.
