Oh, Good Luck, by far.
Jan. 13th, 2006 05:30 pmMy dad belongs to a golf etc. country club. This puts my mother into the subset of "wives of men who belong to the golf etc. country club". They don't attend many functions, but they occasionally socialize with a few couples they've met and liked. A few days ago, a woman relatively unknown to my mom asked her to lunch and my mom, in full "what am I going to do, say 'no'?" mode, accepted.
Players During Said Lunch:
MM = My Mother
UCCL = Unfamiliar Country Club Lady
UCCL: So, do you and your husband go to the movies?
MM: Oh yeah, we're huge movie fans. We go all the time.
UCCL: Oh, *good*! My husband and I never know what to see. I'd love some suggestions!
MM: Well, we recently saw Capote; that was very good.
UCCL: Is that about the mafia?
MM: *pause* No - it's about Truman Capote.
UCCL: *blank stare*
MM: He wrote In Cold Blood...?
UCCL: *continues blank stare*
MM: He wrote Breakfast at Tiffany's...?
UCCL: Oh, he wrote movies?
MM: *pause* Yes.
UCCL: *scribbles down "Caponee" in datebook* What else did you see?
MM: Last week we saw Good Night, and Good Luck.
UCCL: Which one did you like better?
MM: *pause* *mental equivalent of headdesk* *politely changes subject*
Players During Said Lunch:
MM = My Mother
UCCL = Unfamiliar Country Club Lady
UCCL: So, do you and your husband go to the movies?
MM: Oh yeah, we're huge movie fans. We go all the time.
UCCL: Oh, *good*! My husband and I never know what to see. I'd love some suggestions!
MM: Well, we recently saw Capote; that was very good.
UCCL: Is that about the mafia?
MM: *pause* No - it's about Truman Capote.
UCCL: *blank stare*
MM: He wrote In Cold Blood...?
UCCL: *continues blank stare*
MM: He wrote Breakfast at Tiffany's...?
UCCL: Oh, he wrote movies?
MM: *pause* Yes.
UCCL: *scribbles down "Caponee" in datebook* What else did you see?
MM: Last week we saw Good Night, and Good Luck.
UCCL: Which one did you like better?
MM: *pause* *mental equivalent of headdesk* *politely changes subject*
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Date: 2006-01-13 11:49 pm (UTC)Oh, man. I feel for your mom. This sounds like one of the conversations I had with the Nice But Dull Women Who Work Upstairs--which lead me to changing the time I took lunch, because I decided I would rather read than blink that many times while eating.
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Date: 2006-01-14 12:04 am (UTC)::headdesks along with your mom::
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Date: 2006-01-14 12:14 am (UTC)i swear i don't know why those people have all my money.
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Date: 2006-01-14 02:55 am (UTC)::eerie music::
But your mom is WAY more patient with
stupidpeople than I am. Therefore clearly we are not the same person. QED.(It's waaaaaaay past my bedtime.)
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Date: 2006-01-14 05:22 am (UTC)Well, your mom DID mention two movies they'd recently seen. Maybe the CCL meant which one *of those* they'd liked better? :)
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Date: 2006-01-14 02:05 pm (UTC)Kim, wiser than I, tried to be vague and said she worked for the government. The woman kept probing, and Kim eventually divulged she's a NASA astrophysicist.
I think the woman's brain overloaded at the very concept. Her face froze for a solid three count, then she moved on to me as if Kim no longer existed.
When I explained I worked for a trade association serving food processing equipment manufacturers, she gushed about how much she loved her new custom Sub Zero refrigerator.
Oy to the vey. Tell you mom we feel her pain.
I'm ready to listen...are you ready to think?
Date: 2006-01-18 11:00 pm (UTC)Sorry I couldn't make it Monday night. New stuff going on that I'm DYING to tell you about...