What a swell party this isn't
Sep. 9th, 2002 11:42 amScene: party Saturday night, which I only attended in trophy-wife capacity (cute-poet-chick's college friend's birthday)
Montessori Teacher who looks like Garry Shandling and says things like "We traveled through Egypt, and everyone does laundry by hand. Lots of people earn their living doing laundry for others. It's a social thing for women to do it. So if they had washing machines, it would hurt their economy."
Me, after about an hour of ignoring his idiocy and chuckling lightly at his stupid jokes: "So, you have three teenaged daughters? Wow."
Garry Shandling: "Yeah. I'm the only guy in a house full of girls. So I have to keep remembering to think down to their level."
Me: "Um, excuse me. *Down*?"
GS: "You know what I mean. Guys think on one level, and girls on another."
Me: "Oh. And it's *down* a level? *Down*?"
GS: *sputter* "You know what I mean."
Cute-poet-chick, sotto voce: "Doesn't he realize he's sitting at a table with a bunch of women who are bigger than he is?"
Me, to GS: "Hey, that's right. I could totally kick your ass."
Me, to cute-poet-chick: "Here, honey, hold my jacket."
Grrrrrr.
Montessori Teacher who looks like Garry Shandling and says things like "We traveled through Egypt, and everyone does laundry by hand. Lots of people earn their living doing laundry for others. It's a social thing for women to do it. So if they had washing machines, it would hurt their economy."
Me, after about an hour of ignoring his idiocy and chuckling lightly at his stupid jokes: "So, you have three teenaged daughters? Wow."
Garry Shandling: "Yeah. I'm the only guy in a house full of girls. So I have to keep remembering to think down to their level."
Me: "Um, excuse me. *Down*?"
GS: "You know what I mean. Guys think on one level, and girls on another."
Me: "Oh. And it's *down* a level? *Down*?"
GS: *sputter* "You know what I mean."
Cute-poet-chick, sotto voce: "Doesn't he realize he's sitting at a table with a bunch of women who are bigger than he is?"
Me, to GS: "Hey, that's right. I could totally kick your ass."
Me, to cute-poet-chick: "Here, honey, hold my jacket."
Grrrrrr.
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Date: 2002-09-09 07:36 pm (UTC)I would hope that people would recognise a difference between condescention and affection, and that whats said was different, and carries totally different meanings in different contexts, with different audiences.
In the case of that post, it was a pleasant reflection on a deep love, that 2 hours after deciding to shelve a part of our relationship to focus on other aspects for the long term good of us both, she pages me to check its still there anyway. You gotta love people for small gestures and tokens of love like that!!!
(But I do agree, it was pretty ironic timing to post that. I assure you, I planned its posting down to the second! *grins*)