Dinner conversation:
Me: How many siblings do you have?
Boy: What?
Me: How many siblings do you have?
Boy: What?
Me: (Looking up from my food and getting louder) HOW MANY SIBLINGS DO YOU HAVE?
Boy: Sorry, I’m kinda deaf.
Me: No problem. It happens when we get older.
Boy: (Smiling) Yea, I forgot my hearing aid.
Me: ha ha ha ha
Boy: Seriously.
Me: Ha ha ha ha. You’re so funny.
Boy: No seriously, I’m deaf. I can’t read your lips when you’re looking down at your plate.
Me: (Silent…crickets chirping around me)
The date and I went to a movie after dinner. I was rummaging through my purse and couldn’t find my glasses. The boy turns to me and says, “I’ll tell you what’s going on, if you yell the dialogue really loud in my ear.” It was a totally redeeming comment.
Later that night I called my brother to say WTF.
Me: WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME HE WAS DEAF?
Ghent: Really? I just thought he had a little bit of a speech impediment.
(My brother Ghent has known him for 2 years.)
3 comments:
That's awesome. Blind-o and deaf-o. At least he had a sense of humor about it.
Oooh awkward. That same thing used to happen to me when I had a black boyfriend.
Family friend: So what's your boyfriend look like? Is he handsome?
Me: Of course. He's kind of tall, he's black...
Family Friend: hahahahahaha
Me:.....
Family Friend: You're hilarious!
Me: ....huh?
(awkward silence)
Family Friend: Oh. Oh. Umm, I work with a black woman. She's very nice.
Me: (internally) dear god.
Your first mistake: Dating someone from Provo. I grew up in Utah and could give you a dating handbook if you'd like. :)
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