judecorp | How was that ride home?

Oh my goodness, last night I laughed harder than I'd laughed in a while. Well, at least since last weekend at Target, causing Jen to say, "You know, you laugh really loud."

Anyway, last night I was at KYC and three female youth were talking and joking around with me and Angie. At some point one of the women asked why Jen and I don't travel to KYC together when we're both there, and I explained that she comes from work, and I come from home. So she asked why she doesn't just pick me up on the way, and I said something about how she gets to KYC late, so there's no reason for both of us to be late when I can walk or ride my bike. I guess "get here late" sounded like something else to her, and her eyes got really wide. This particular woman seems to be really fond of Jen, and is really invested in her, which could explain her shock.

When she said, "WHAT did you say?" I realized that she misheard me say, "get laid." So the lot of us were giggling about the possibility that Jen gets a quickie somewhere on the way home from work, especially on those evenings when she knows I'm at KYC. We were basically in a giggly mood anyway, since the same young person told Angie something like, "You look like someone I saw at Pride. One of those Dykes on Bikes," (Angie is butch-ish, sure, but is more Old Navy butch than biker butch.) out of the clear blue.

When the night was up, I called Jen to ask if she wanted to pick me up and go get something to eat. When she walked in, Angie (whom I don't know terribly well, so I never know if she likes me or not - but I think she really likes Jen) looks at Jen and completely deadpans, "So. How was your ride home from work?" Needless to say, the one young person who was left with Angie and me just broke into hysterical laughter, and my poor Jennifer was left in the middle of the room having absolutely no idea what was going on. This, of course, made me laugh even harder, and it probably took five minutes or more to explain what was so dang funny. It didn't help that Bucky was asking me to check for "ring around the collar."

Good times.