She hid, upstairs where she is not supposed to be for over an hour. While I panicked downstairs thinking she went outside. She wants me dead but she wants it to look natural.
So I (34F) have been best friends with Ali (30F) for about 5 years now. She was in a long term relationship with a guy named “Rick” for a while but that went south around Christmas. She recently met a new guy and they have been going out for about a month.
Now I am someone who has a tendency to put my foot in my mouth when meeting new people, especially if there is pressure.
Recently, Ali told me she wants our extended friend group to meet her new boyfriend. She told us he is really shy and kind of reserved so to not be offended if he is a bit stand off ish. She also said he is rich. Like rolling in old family money, rich. She said he doesn’t like to talk about it, and she doesn’t want him to think she is just after his money. She also told me, explicitly, not to call him by her ex’s name, which, admittedly, I have done before. She also told us his name was Wallace, but he goes by Wally.
So me, my husband, my friends, and their partners all meet Ali and Wally at a bar downtown. I notice Wally isn’t really socializing with everyone so I go to introduce myself and my husband.
I walk up to Ali and Wally and say;
“Hi Ali, and you must be Rich”.
Ali looks at me like I’ve got three heads, then it hit me. I just called her current boyfriend the wrong version of her ex’s name! Okay, no problem, I can pull this off
I laugh and say “ha ha oops, I meant to say you’re Ali’s Wallet”
Now everyone is looking at me and I want go jump off the nearest balcony (but we’re on the ground floor, lucky me). And my husband swoops in and says “Nice to meet you WALLY”. He really enunciated everything so well. And my husband and Wally started talking. I ran to the bathroom.
Now I am in the bathroom of this bar, wondering if I can fake my ibs finally making my intestines fall out so I can go home and cry
TL;DR Rich Wallet!
(ps Wally or Ali if you find this I am so sorry)
I was the plus one at a wedding for one of my husband’s colleagues this weekend. It was a full Episcopal ceremony so the wedding was long but that wasn’t the weird part.
We had just finished the dinner and speeches and the dancing was about to start. The MC announced that the couple would have their first dance. So they got up and their “song” started playing.
The song was “Before He Cheats” by Carrie Underwood.
I was shocked and looked around. About 30% of the audience looked as shocked as I was. Another 20% had on poker faces, while I would say the other 50% didn’t realize what song was playing or didn’t care.
I asked my husband later if he knew why his colleague had picked that song and he didn’t know. As far as he knew, there was no history of infidelity within the couple, and when they were dancing they looked completely happy.
So yeah, worst first dance ever?
My aunt (70sF) adopted a husky puppy about 4 years ago. Last winter (around late Nov) she fell and broke her ankle so I started walking her dog for her. It was good for me to get out and I like playing with the dog. On Monday she announced that she was going to move to a senior living complex. Apparently her new apartment doesn’t allow dogs over a certain weight so she can’t take the husky with her. She suggested since I already get along with her dog that I should take him in. My apartment does allow pets but the thing is I already have pets.
I have two one year old rabbits. I am not normally a dog person (and I’m allergic to cats) so I wouldn’t want to take in a hyper dog already but the fact that I have rabbits makes me taking the dog a 100% no.
I told my cousins (aunt’s kids) that I can’t take the dog and they have been constantly sending me guilt tripping messages. And they’ve gotten the rest of my family to start on the guilt. I know my rabbits are young and I could probably train the dog to be gentile but I don’t want to take a risk with my bunnies. I have said no to the dog but everyone seems to think that since I only have rabbits that I can handle a dog.
So AITA if I don’t take the dog in?
I was in a local Co-op grocery to get some cheese for a recipe that I wanted to try yesterday. There is a line for 10 items or less. This was not a problem for me as I had 3 items, but was a problem for the woman who was two ahead of me in line who *gasp* has 11 items. The cashier didn’t seem to care and I’m pretty sure no body else in the entire goddamn store cared but the woman in the checkout cared. I guess the idea of going through the 10 items or less lane with 11 items was going to keep her up at night. So she began having a debate with her friend who was shopping with her about what thing they had to put back. Like they were full on debating whether they should put back the avocado or the organic dish soap. I was two people back but I ended up getting through a different (regular) line before she did (so probably 3-5 minutes). When I left she and whomever she was with were still at the check out debating on what thing they should put back. Later when I told this story to my husband he said “I’m pretty sure they made that joke on Family Guy a few years back.” I haven’t watched Family Guy for a long time so I’m not sure. Anyways 11 items in the 10 items or less line will not kill anyone. Just go through!