Lady: Nice to meet you! Ian, or Owen?
Me: ................................................... uhhhh..............................
My mom: [staring at me like I'm crazy]
Christa: [staring at me like I'm crazy]
Me: [more open-mouthed silence, thinking to myself, "Neither...my husband's name is Jon"]
My mom, answering for me: Ian.
It took me another five seconds to realize the lady had actually asked "e-n, or o-n?" As in letters. As in how my last name is spelled.
I would like a do-over. Next time will be better, I promise.
HILARIOUS.
ReplyDeleteHahaha!
ReplyDeleteI could only assume that popsicle (the second, not the first mind you)had already given you brain freeze when you couldn't answer! Instead of helping you out though, all I could do was crane my neck as hard as possible in your direction hoping that would make you answer.
ReplyDeleteHA!
ReplyDeletethis had me laughing for a good 30 min after I read it. I'd think of it and just start to laugh.
ReplyDeleteMe too, Carly. Me too.
ReplyDeleteStill laughing.
ReplyDeleteoh wow. Brilliant! Just brilliant!
ReplyDeleteas an "en" that is Constantly confused with the "on"... I feel for you...
ReplyDeletewhich isn't preventing me from laughing AT you... :)
lol
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