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Today when Steve came to pick me up, it was warm enough out that I wasn't wearing my coat and hat, just blazer, blouse, skirt. (The work day is one big long game of dress-up! Whee!) Apparently I looked different enough (he claims weight loss) that he didn't recognize me until he got close.
Now, bear in mind that his compliments don't always come out the way they sound in his head. For example, the time he tried to tell me I looked beautiful by candlelight, it actually emerged as "You look good in the dark."
Steve: So I really didn't recognize you when I came to pick you up today.
Me: Oh? Why not?
Steve: I don't know. You looked... *waves hands in air in a definite hourglass shape* slimmer.
Me: Huh, you think I've lost weight?
Steve: *panicked look of a man who realizes he's got one foot on alligator-infested quicksand* Uh - um - well - You just look different.
Me: Uh huh. So, what was the hand waving about?
Steve: Just hand waving!
Me: No, that was a definite hourglass shape.
Steve: No! It was just waving! *makes his escape by taking dishes to the kitchen, then comes back* Maybe *scooping motions in the air* I was digging myself out of a hole!
Me: *laughter*
Steve: *vertical stabbing-finger motions* Or maybe it was the lightning of retribution!
Now, bear in mind that his compliments don't always come out the way they sound in his head. For example, the time he tried to tell me I looked beautiful by candlelight, it actually emerged as "You look good in the dark."
Steve: So I really didn't recognize you when I came to pick you up today.
Me: Oh? Why not?
Steve: I don't know. You looked... *waves hands in air in a definite hourglass shape* slimmer.
Me: Huh, you think I've lost weight?
Steve: *panicked look of a man who realizes he's got one foot on alligator-infested quicksand* Uh - um - well - You just look different.
Me: Uh huh. So, what was the hand waving about?
Steve: Just hand waving!
Me: No, that was a definite hourglass shape.
Steve: No! It was just waving! *makes his escape by taking dishes to the kitchen, then comes back* Maybe *scooping motions in the air* I was digging myself out of a hole!
Me: *laughter*
Steve: *vertical stabbing-finger motions* Or maybe it was the lightning of retribution!