Occasionally a conversation will have take a turn to unrelated topics. I am sometimes guilty of doing that. But, in others, I am on the receiving end of the unexpected switch.
I was traveling once from Cairo to Abu Dhabi. After serving lunch/dinner on the plane they usually ask (as if to try to avoid serving) tea or coffee. So, what happened was, this cute stawrdess/cabin crew/air hostess comes and asks me if I want tea or coffee. I am a coffee kinda a guy. I drink it black because I am hardcore or whatever. But I digress. I ask her if she has any tea.
She goes: "yea we do, we have black tea, green tea and earl grey. What would you like?"
I say: "Ok give me coffee"
She smiled and said "ok, but we are out of coffee. I'll make you something better! Its coffee with hot chocolate" (apparently that's a mocha). And she does. Did I have a chance with her? I will never know. I avoided her for the rest of the flight.
So to recap the last story:
Here's another incident, but instead, this time I am the one receiving the ol'switcheroo.
I grew my beard out for a while. It wasn't huge or anything. Small enough to be a fashion statement and not big enough to be an identity thing. I trimmed it one day and went straight to work. My coworkers looked at me with confused astonishment. One of them and came up to me and asked why I had trimmed it. I said because it felt disgusting after a while and I wanted to change. Another guy jumps in and tells me to keep it trimmed as I look better this way. Thank you thank you. First guy agrees and asks me when I am going to get married. "What?"
Recap:
Were you ever in a similar situation where the conversation or your thought process took an unexpected turn? Share away.
I was traveling once from Cairo to Abu Dhabi. After serving lunch/dinner on the plane they usually ask (as if to try to avoid serving) tea or coffee. So, what happened was, this cute stawrdess/cabin crew/air hostess comes and asks me if I want tea or coffee. I am a coffee kinda a guy. I drink it black because I am hardcore or whatever. But I digress. I ask her if she has any tea.
She goes: "yea we do, we have black tea, green tea and earl grey. What would you like?"
I say: "Ok give me coffee"
She smiled and said "ok, but we are out of coffee. I'll make you something better! Its coffee with hot chocolate" (apparently that's a mocha). And she does. Did I have a chance with her? I will never know. I avoided her for the rest of the flight.
So to recap the last story:
- Asking about tea.
- Ordering a coffee.
- Getting served a mocha.
- Wondering if I had a chance with the stewardess.
Here's another incident, but instead, this time I am the one receiving the ol'switcheroo.
I grew my beard out for a while. It wasn't huge or anything. Small enough to be a fashion statement and not big enough to be an identity thing. I trimmed it one day and went straight to work. My coworkers looked at me with confused astonishment. One of them and came up to me and asked why I had trimmed it. I said because it felt disgusting after a while and I wanted to change. Another guy jumps in and tells me to keep it trimmed as I look better this way. Thank you thank you. First guy agrees and asks me when I am going to get married. "What?"
Recap:
- Trim beard.
- Get asked why I did it.
- Receive compliment.
- Unload the marriage question salvo.
Were you ever in a similar situation where the conversation or your thought process took an unexpected turn? Share away.
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