Humiliation.
I said I was going to see Kitty Flanagan.
Well, I did, and she was very good. After the show, I went up to her and asked her for her autograph. I apologised for only having a ripped out sheet from a programme to have her sign, and whilst we were chatting I fished in my bag and brought out what I thought was my foldable pen. She looked at it, and said "What should I sign it with? That lighter? I could set fire to it, if you want..."
At which point I realised that it wasn't my pen I had grabbed from my bag.
*faceplant*
So I rummaged in my bag, found my pen, and flipped it open. She then went "What's that? A razor?"
I'm so embarrassing.
But. I just read this and this
Huh.
Seems I'm not alone.
7 Comments:
At least in the end you got her autograph! That makes it all worth it!
dang it woman... I sent you a pen!
:P
Joe, I wouldn't carry the glass pen around in my bag - I don't want to break it.
:-)
It's okay Joe, she doesn't carry the cornbread mix I sent her, either.
I know Boo...
I was making light of the situation...
Cornbread Chary?
*shrugs*
I can understand why you'd have a lighter in your bag...but why on earth are you carrying round a razor?
Ooh, and word verification is "ssmog"
It wasn't actually a razor, Smerk, but the pen does look somewhat like one...
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