I texted back, "Cool. What is it?"
DG: "Its made of glass."
Me: "Ok, but WHAT is it?"
DG: "Glass."
Me: "I know its glass, what is made out of glass?"
DG: "That picture I sent. Its all glass."
Me: "I GOT IT! But WHAT is IT!?"
Now, I'd like to say he was just taking the piss (which is a British term for "joking around"). But he wasn't. He was replying to the questions as he saw them. And of course, there was about a ten minute span between my question and his reply because of how long it takes him to text. In my defense, the photo on my phone was quite small and I couldn't really make out what it was- aside from "all glass" and kind of pretty.
What it turned out to be was a light that was made completely out of hand-blown glass at some shop where ever it is that they were when he saw it. He didn't even know aside from: "San Antonio".
I told him that this convo was "going in the blog". He asked: "What convo?"
Me: "The glass convo."
DG: "Why?"
Me: "Because it was ridiculous!"
DG: "How?"
Me: "Because you didn't get it and it was like that old "Who's on first?" joke."
DG: "I don't get it."
Me: "You don't get the joke or that the convo was the joke?"
DG: "What's a convo?"
3 comments:
lol - I love it! He's so sweet. The glass is pretty, too!
Omg, this made me laugh so hard. /facepalm
There are so many conversations that I have with him where I have to put my hand on my face, pause, take a breath and continue. Utterly ridiculous conversations that make so little sense I cannot configure them into a blog post.
And of course, there's the X-rated convos we have that I can't post merely out of good taste (and the fact my parents read this blog). ;)
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