So Ricky Martin is in town for a concert. A few of my co-workers come over to stare out my window.
Her: Can you see him?
Me: Who?
Her: Ricky Martin is down there. See him?
Me: Yeah. Look at him and the entourage.
Her: That's a lot of people.
Me: I wonder which of those guys is his boyfriend.
Her: What?
Me: Yep. He's not just latin from what I hear.
Her: I didn't know that.
Inconfortable pause, she's a little bit of a bible beater. Crap how do I get out of this?
Guy #2 comes in: Hey, Vida Loca 12' o'clock
Me: I'm kind of busy, do you mind?
Her: Ahh, good break then.
Me: You guys can come back later, but only if you bring a sniper rifle.
So my partner comes in about 20 minutes later, tells me the lady who dropped by was offended. Now I got to apologize. That pretty much sucks.
Her: Can you see him?
Me: Who?
Her: Ricky Martin is down there. See him?
Me: Yeah. Look at him and the entourage.
Her: That's a lot of people.
Me: I wonder which of those guys is his boyfriend.
Her: What?
Me: Yep. He's not just latin from what I hear.
Her: I didn't know that.
Inconfortable pause, she's a little bit of a bible beater. Crap how do I get out of this?
Guy #2 comes in: Hey, Vida Loca 12' o'clock
Me: I'm kind of busy, do you mind?
Her: Ahh, good break then.
Me: You guys can come back later, but only if you bring a sniper rifle.
So my partner comes in about 20 minutes later, tells me the lady who dropped by was offended. Now I got to apologize. That pretty much sucks.