Boy does this one fit me

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I was in a Mexican resort standing in the swimming pool and chatting with my buddy (now a dentist) who I used to hang out with racing and chasing girls in the 1970's. His newest girlfriend and his mother were at the resort also. Three times in a row, when referring to his girlfriend, he substituted the name of his ex-wife. Thankfully, his girlfriend was far enough away in a lounge chair not to have heard him put foot in mouth.

On another occasion, I was at the same buddy's house and saying goodbye after having spent the night there. When departing, I told my buddy I was happy to see him and Ingrid (the new girl in his life) getting along so well. Ingrid was standing right there with us at the time. The only problem was her name was Gretchen, not Ingrid. I guess I mix those German girls names up in my head, not having had the pleasure of knowing any European woman before.
 
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