My cousin Tracy and her family moved on Saturday. Being the kind, benevolent, good-hearted people that we are (read: nothing else was going on), Kaylin and I volunteered our services. Even better, Tracy served doughnuts. It takes so little to make me happy.
I planned on making myself useful. Instead, I found the box of doughnuts on the counter. I grabbed one just as Tracy's husband Matt came up from the basement carrying one end of their very large couch. I couldn't see his face as it was hidden from the arm of the couch but I could see his arm. It was flexed and impressively showing off some well defined biceps. "Nice biceps, Matt," I called out.
Opposite me stood a friend of Matt and Tracy's, I think his name is Kyle. He just stood there and gave me this strange look and then mumbled something that I couldn't quite hear. It was weird. Didn't he know I was just joking? Matt's my cousin, okay? You can say those things in jest.
And then finally Matt's face came into view. Only it wasn't Matt, it was someone I didn't know. Another friend . . . named Wade. Who happens to be married and have children. My eyes widened in horror and I hissed to Tracy, "Oh, my gosh, I just hit on your friend!"
I had to apologize, blushing face and all.
Turns out though, he took it as a compliment. I guess these moments are hard to come by when you're married. Regardless, I had a hard time looking at him in the face the rest of the day.
4 comments:
haha! That's great.
That kind of crap happens to me all the time! I constantly put my foot into my mouth! Anyway, I bet that married guy was loving the compliment, and you shouldn't be embarrassed. Unless you said that in front of his wife!
I just guffawed at work. Thank you for that post.
Oh how I wish you didn't live on the other side of the country and we could still hang out... you ALWAYS make me laugh.
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