Okay. So my family was with me at Skyline Chili. [Well everyone except my dad]. And I was eating my 3-way [cincinnati chili, spaghetti, and cheese] and listening in [somewhat] on the chatter going on at the dinner table. My brother was dominating the conversation as usual, and I knew better than to attempt to chime in, so I just ate my 3- way and listened, fairly disinterested as he talked about school, and gossiped about friends... and then he said that "it's almost embarrassing for a man not to be a slob, I mean you've gotta drop some food on your clothes." I was thinking.... What? Ewww...
But then... things got interesting,... and irritating.
My brother made ANOTHER subtle conversion attempt on me. Although I'm sure if I asked him about it, he would deny it. It started from that "male's should be slobs" conversation....
This may not be his exact words, but it is the best that I can remember them...
Brother: I spilled ketchup on my tux at Junior prom.
Mom: (confused) You spilled ketchup on your tux at BOTH proms?
Brother: No, Mom. Just Junior Prom. Anyhow... you know how you can NEVER get ketchup out of anything?
[My thoughts] Well, most of the time... you can't.
Brother: I tried to get it off with a napkin, but it wouldn't come off. So I went into the bathroom and I prayed. And then I used just a wet paper towel... and it didn't just come off, it was spotless. I PRAYED and it was SPOTLESS! Kinda makes you think, doesn't it? [He asked pointedly... I knew he was talking to me, even though he wasn't looking at me.]
I quickly stared as hard as I could at my plate. It wasn't that what he said affected me... lol... quite the opposite. I thought it was the DUMBEST personal experience story I had ever heard. I was staring at my plate so they wouldn't see that I was struggling not to crack up.
I don't know what was funnier... his idiotic story, or the fact that eveyone but me looked very serious and awestruck.
What? Does God work at the dry cleaners? lmao
That TOTALLY made my day! XD