Stand-up legend George Carlin once said: "Think of how stupid the average person is, and realize that half of them are stupider than that." Stupidity, of course, is relative; what one person deems common sense can be a revelation to another. But that's the beauty of the human experience, isn't it?
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#21 Kevin And The Party
Kevin (ex fiance) told me one Friday afternoon, after work, that we had a 21st birthday party to attend that night.
We had both just finished up long shifts at our work, and he was getting dressed in jeans and a polo top.
I quickly brushed my hair, and threw on some jeggings, and a knit top, and we jumped in the car to head off.
I told him we cant just go empty handed, so we stopped to buy a bottle of wine, and a bunch of flowers on the way.
As we were getting closer, he asked me to get the invite out of the glovebox, and tell him the address.
It was at this point that I saw the very fancy invite, which stated the dress code was formal.
I said "Hey, this invite says the dress code is formal"
Kevin "Yeah I saw that"
Me " Ummm, we are not dressed for the party, we need to go back home and change"
Kevin "Nah, we are fine, and we are almost there"
He doesn't listen to me. He insists what we are wearing is fine 'its just a birthday party'. He also tells me that he got the invite almost 2 months prior, and had been meaning to tell me about it earlier, but forgot.
Long story short - we arrive at the venue - a very fancy ballroom type venue, in a prestigious club.
I am the ONLY girl not in a stunning floor-length gown, and he is the only man not in a tuxedo.
I was mortified and kept apologising. Kevin didn't seem phased by it all.
A few weeks later I heard that Kevin had told people that I had never told him it was a formal event, and that is why we turned up dressed casually.
We had both just finished up long shifts at our work, and he was getting dressed in jeans and a polo top.
I quickly brushed my hair, and threw on some jeggings, and a knit top, and we jumped in the car to head off.
I told him we cant just go empty handed, so we stopped to buy a bottle of wine, and a bunch of flowers on the way.
As we were getting closer, he asked me to get the invite out of the glovebox, and tell him the address.
It was at this point that I saw the very fancy invite, which stated the dress code was formal.
I said "Hey, this invite says the dress code is formal"
Kevin "Yeah I saw that"
Me " Ummm, we are not dressed for the party, we need to go back home and change"
Kevin "Nah, we are fine, and we are almost there"
He doesn't listen to me. He insists what we are wearing is fine 'its just a birthday party'. He also tells me that he got the invite almost 2 months prior, and had been meaning to tell me about it earlier, but forgot.
Long story short - we arrive at the venue - a very fancy ballroom type venue, in a prestigious club.
I am the ONLY girl not in a stunning floor-length gown, and he is the only man not in a tuxedo.
I was mortified and kept apologising. Kevin didn't seem phased by it all.
A few weeks later I heard that Kevin had told people that I had never told him it was a formal event, and that is why we turned up dressed casually.
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