What Did You Say?

As I mentioned here 2014 will be the year of bloggers, for bloggers. Influenced by, and dedicated to Jason at The Life of JWo, please enjoy the following. 

Jason likes it when things are #overheard. He also can really appreciate a good cheeseburger, cause the only thing better than a good cheeseburger is a different good cheeseburger. Amirite?

English: Cheeseburger with bacon, onion, romai...
English: Cheeseburger with bacon, onion, romaine lettuce and tomato. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Jason was also heavily involved in 2013’s Movember festivities. I believe he’s worn chin whiskers, continuously, for something like twenty years. (Maybe not that long, but you get the picture) For Movember this year he shaved it all off. To tell you the truth I kept my full beard throughout the month. Now, I was in the middle of life changing events, but still. It would have been so much cooler to try and grow something like this.

Darn Right Brother! (Credit: Jwo)
Darn Right Brother! (Credit: Jwo)

Any way, back to the #overheard.

This post will probably be rated PG-13, so stop here if you don’t want to find out why.

Somewhere around ten years ago, plus or minus a few months, I was on a softball field shooting the breeze with several co-workers. All of these co-workers were male, so you can imagine the kind of stories and jokes that were going around. So much testosterone. So much beer (in lidded paper cups, because this was a non-alcoholic park). So much heat and sun light, no one ever had to take a bathroom break. Within the circle the guys are laughing and poking fun at one another. I stay quiet because, well, that’s who I am. A very conservative (Christian, but a good one) co-worker decided to chime in. He told us of a time when he and his wife were enjoying the company of each other – in the bedroom. In the middle of this enjoyment she said “Hey, let’s do one of those 68’s”. After hearing this we all laughed, then it was time to start another game.

Now, this co-worker, who told the above story, sat just a few feet away from me at work. I could stand up, take a step to the left and I would see him there sitting at his desk. For a few weeks after hearing the story he told I would give him a hard time about it.

“Did you and your wife get that 63 done last night?”

“How was that 72 anyway?”

“Man, I wish I had someone to 58 with!”

He would laugh, then we would go back to work. On one particular day I came back from lunch, sat down and #overheard him giggling in the next room. My office mate was hard at work, so I didn’t know why he was laughing. I called over “What’s so funny man?” To which he replied “Oh, just something my wife said.” I thought here’s my chance. I can get him again. I said “What, did she ask for another 67 and a half last night?” He started laughing harder than I’d ever seen. My office mate was beet red, hands over his face. Neither one of them could hardly breathe. I thought it was funny, but not that funny. I got up to see why he was laughing this hard, then I saw her. His wife was in his office. I sat back down and trying to compose myself. She strolled up and said “What did you say about me?” I couldn’t talk. Her husband motioned her back into his office and told her it was just a softball joke. She left just after that and never mentioned it again.

6) Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. 7) And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. ~ Philippians 4: 6-7

That may be the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done. Have you any embarrassing tales to tell?

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