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Jul. 19th, 2011 11:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froodleSo today I went out to the airport to pick up my cousin, Lee, only it turned out my mum had gotten the dates wrong so he wasn't on the flight. I go over to the information desk to get the right flight times and the woman working there is the mum of someone I went to school with. She recognises me and I politely enquire after her daughter. Turns out she's married, three kids and living in a semi-detached house in what passes for our capital here on the Rock of Smell.
"How about you?" says the woman. "Any ring yet?"
Dudes, I realised about five minutes afterwards that I should totally have said "He died" and then started crying. Why do you never think of these awesome responses until it's too late to use them? Fuck! At least I'll have it ready for next time.
"How about you?" says the woman. "Any ring yet?"
Dudes, I realised about five minutes afterwards that I should totally have said "He died" and then started crying. Why do you never think of these awesome responses until it's too late to use them? Fuck! At least I'll have it ready for next time.
