64. Comeuppance

A long time ago dave and I were invited to a casual friend’s house for dinner.

When we got there  we were told that another couple would be arriving shortly. It seems the man had left his wife and 6 kids for the girl he was bringing. I wasn’t exactly expecting Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie but I certainly couldn’t have imagined the two that arrived.

He was in his forties and really took himself seriously. He wore an ascot and kept a pipe in his mouth even when it wasn’t lit.

She was in her early twenties and was dumpy and wore glasses. She was wearing a suit in a big plaid that didn’t do her any favors.

Since beauty really is in the eye of the beholder I’m thinking that she saw David Niven (look him up) and he saw Sandra Dee.(ditto)

It was a small room and we all sat around drinking wine and talking.

Mr Niven chose the rocking chair in the corner and held court while Sandra gazed at him adoringly.

As he became more and more animated he rocked faster and faster.

All of a sudden the rocking chair turned completely over and he was in a sitting position upside down with his pipe still in his mouth.

The rocking chair was wedged into the corner and it took 3 of us to get it unstuck. When we finally got it righted (it took awhile ) we all asked if he was ok.

“Fine, fine” he said

“Listen” the host said “I heard your head hit the wall. Are you sure you’re alright?”

He insisted he was and the evening continues. No one even smiled.

We all left about a half hour later.

Outside the brownstone we told David and Sandra how nice it was to meet them and both couples promised to keep in touch.

As soon as they turned the corner, dave and I screamed with laughter.

Alls I’m sayin’ is the gods have a way of fixing cheaters.

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