Chuck Bao
7/11/2007, 10:12 AM
I got a call yesterday from the secretary of another department head, inviting me to his birthday party tonight at his home. While I was thinking “NO, NO and HELL NO” because I can’t stand the little prick, the secretary was rattling on and on about the dress code for the party - something about James Bond – Casino Royale. But, she does me the favor of clarifying it in a slightly whispered and slightly condescending voice – “THAT means YOU need to wear a tuxedo.”
After all that and with a bit of glee, I get my chance to say: “No can do…sorry…too short notice and I’ve other plans.
I know that she’s afraid of her boss and she wouldn’t dare give him bad news or anything, so she’s like trying her best to ignore what I just said and turn it around in her own perky little way: “Oh, that’s so great! See you there!”
So, I’m kicking back at home last night and get an SMS from the guy: “Don’t forget the tuxedo and don’t forget your wife!” I don’t have a tuxedo to forget and, probably more importantly, I don’t have a wife.
What type of person does this type of thing?
I was thinking about sending him a stuffed toy penguin tomorrow with my regrets, umm, congratulations on the birthday. Nah, too gay bitchy.
Or, throwing a pajama party next week and have my secretary call him the day before with very clear instructions about the “THAT means YOU” part. That’s a good idea except for the inviting him part.
Or, being prepared to show up next year with three beautiful transvestites in tuxes. That’s what I shooting for unless you guys have better ideas.
After all that and with a bit of glee, I get my chance to say: “No can do…sorry…too short notice and I’ve other plans.
I know that she’s afraid of her boss and she wouldn’t dare give him bad news or anything, so she’s like trying her best to ignore what I just said and turn it around in her own perky little way: “Oh, that’s so great! See you there!”
So, I’m kicking back at home last night and get an SMS from the guy: “Don’t forget the tuxedo and don’t forget your wife!” I don’t have a tuxedo to forget and, probably more importantly, I don’t have a wife.
What type of person does this type of thing?
I was thinking about sending him a stuffed toy penguin tomorrow with my regrets, umm, congratulations on the birthday. Nah, too gay bitchy.
Or, throwing a pajama party next week and have my secretary call him the day before with very clear instructions about the “THAT means YOU” part. That’s a good idea except for the inviting him part.
Or, being prepared to show up next year with three beautiful transvestites in tuxes. That’s what I shooting for unless you guys have better ideas.