At dinner Vince and I were talking and I was reading him something on Facebook and I said . . you remember the guy who put the smoke alarm in the fridge . . yes, Vince knew exactly who I was talking about. That’s been probably 4 or 5 years ago but when I say that, Vince knows who it is. When we lived in KY, there was a mom of some of the kids Chad went to elementary school with and she dated this guy that we didn’t really like (not that we had any interest in either one of them) but we always referred to her as “the girl who dates that guy” and Vince, Chad and I knew exactly who we were referencing.
At dinner, Vince said “I’d hate to know how they refer to us” and probably some refer to us good and some refer to us not so good but I have one friend who still refers to Vince as “the guy who drained the water heater with the soaker hose!” I didn’t tell him that.
Several of my online friends are named Amy and two live in Wisconsin, along with my friend, Denise. Once upon a time when attending a retreat with Denise, we short sheeted her bed so she’s forever “the girl whose bed got short sheeted” but somehow he gets the two Amys from WI confused with Denise even though we have our references for both of the Amys .. he just cannot seem to remember those two. Every time I mention “Amy”, he’ll say “Is that the one whose bed you short sheeted?” and then I have to tell him the important facts about Amy so he knows who I’m talking about.
Our discussions are always interesting . . too bad Vince sleeps through most of them. 🙂