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Coffee Chronicles #2

This post is a warning to guys who have ever complemented a girl on something they're wearing. Again, the names are changed to protect the conversants (except me). . .

Marie: "Eliza, I really like your belt!"

Eliza: "Thanks, Marie."

Trent smirks, remembering the time he complemented Eliza on the same belt. He couldn't recall if the complement had ended awkwardly as his attempts at complementing people (not just girls) usually did, or if she had actually appreciated the complement. In any case, he at least felt vindicated on his fashion sense which was typically, at best, dubious.

Trent: "I think it's a nice belt, too."

Marie: "Yeah, but you like belts."

Trent: "What?"

At this point, I decide to admit guilt, hoping to be ironic. You see, I knew that I had complemented Eliza on at least two of her belts and assumed Eliza remembered this, but Marie should have no clue abotu any previous belt incidents. Maybe she was just tyring to make a joke. I thought I would respond with a joke, but instead it blew up in my face.

Trent (jokingly): "How did you know I like belts?"

Marie: "I do have a roommate."

Trent is totally perplexed now. Had he been discussing belts with yet another person, a person who was actually Marie's roommate? Ohhhhhh yeahhhhh . . .

Trent: "Ohhh yeah. She told you about that?"

Marie: "Yeah she's really self-conscious about it now. She said you commented on her belt one day, and then the next day she didn't wear a belt and you commented on that too."

Awkwardly, the subject was changed. Trent learned not to discuss belts ever again with anyone.

Posted by tdupuy at July 14, 2005 5:07 PM