14 November 2013
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R. Linda:
Now, here is a situation that most men wouldn't want to be in. Yesterday at the office, Jenny (one of the local beat reporters) said she had some wonderful news and would share it with all of us at the pub down the street after work. So, because we all liked Jenny, we trooped down to the pub, and there were about twenty-five of us.
We were milling about the cafe tables with our drinks when someone passed around a pink cell phone that played an ultrasound of a baby. You could hear the woman doctor talking to her patient about the fact that the baby was a boy, and so on.
Well, because most of us were men, we had no clue what was happening, but we did have reason enough to know what we were looking at on the cell phone. A few of us are bachelors, and a few of us are notorious for wanting to stay in that state. But one of the things that put the fear of the Almighty in these bachelors and cheating husbands alike is a girlfriend or mistress suddenly expecting!
So, the guilty among us were rather in a muck sweat when they were handed the phone with the video of the ultrasound going.
One of our resident cheaters, when given the phone, went pale as a vampire who's gone without dinner. He was looking around as if to see who the phone's owner was. Then, he asked the people next to him if they knew whose phone he was holding. That way, he could deduce if this was his baby and one of his girlfriends, which, at that moment, he was sure it was one of them.
He wasn't the only one; a few sworn bachelors also felt angst when handed the phone. They, too, looked around to see if anyone knew who the to-be-mom was. Fear was clearly on their faces, their eyes like those of a deer caught in headlights. Guilty, guilty!
I tell you, I had to laugh. It was all too bizarre and funny watching these bad boys squirm. Finally, one of my co-workers had the phone, showed it to me, and said, "Gees, Gabe, who is this? I'm not ready for fatherhood. Gees." He whined, unable to lift his eyes from the cavorting baby on the screen.
Well, it was Jenny's baby, hers and her husband Frank's. Frank had been there taking all this in, fully knowing about the ultrasound since he had been there. He told me he was aghast at how many men in the place got nervous over an ultrasound. Once it was announced by Jenny she and Frank were expecting a baby boy in May, there was a simultaneous sigh of relief from the males in the room, I can tell you it was a moment it was!
So, if you want to strike up panic among the male population, just go into a pub with a video on your cell phone of a baby on ultrasound, pass it around and watch the squirming. I dunno.
Gabe
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R. Linda:
Now, here is a situation that most men wouldn't want to be in. Yesterday at the office, Jenny (one of the local beat reporters) said she had some wonderful news and would share it with all of us at the pub down the street after work. So, because we all liked Jenny, we trooped down to the pub, and there were about twenty-five of us.
We were milling about the cafe tables with our drinks when someone passed around a pink cell phone that played an ultrasound of a baby. You could hear the woman doctor talking to her patient about the fact that the baby was a boy, and so on.
Well, because most of us were men, we had no clue what was happening, but we did have reason enough to know what we were looking at on the cell phone. A few of us are bachelors, and a few of us are notorious for wanting to stay in that state. But one of the things that put the fear of the Almighty in these bachelors and cheating husbands alike is a girlfriend or mistress suddenly expecting!
So, the guilty among us were rather in a muck sweat when they were handed the phone with the video of the ultrasound going.
One of our resident cheaters, when given the phone, went pale as a vampire who's gone without dinner. He was looking around as if to see who the phone's owner was. Then, he asked the people next to him if they knew whose phone he was holding. That way, he could deduce if this was his baby and one of his girlfriends, which, at that moment, he was sure it was one of them.
He wasn't the only one; a few sworn bachelors also felt angst when handed the phone. They, too, looked around to see if anyone knew who the to-be-mom was. Fear was clearly on their faces, their eyes like those of a deer caught in headlights. Guilty, guilty!
I tell you, I had to laugh. It was all too bizarre and funny watching these bad boys squirm. Finally, one of my co-workers had the phone, showed it to me, and said, "Gees, Gabe, who is this? I'm not ready for fatherhood. Gees." He whined, unable to lift his eyes from the cavorting baby on the screen.
Well, it was Jenny's baby, hers and her husband Frank's. Frank had been there taking all this in, fully knowing about the ultrasound since he had been there. He told me he was aghast at how many men in the place got nervous over an ultrasound. Once it was announced by Jenny she and Frank were expecting a baby boy in May, there was a simultaneous sigh of relief from the males in the room, I can tell you it was a moment it was!
So, if you want to strike up panic among the male population, just go into a pub with a video on your cell phone of a baby on ultrasound, pass it around and watch the squirming. I dunno.
Gabe
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yeah i believe it. typical!!!
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ReplyDeleteThose moments of guilt are PRICELESS!LOL