Hubs is colorblind. When I first met him, he had an interesting exchange with my Asian friend.
Asian friend: If I wear a green shirt, can you still see me?
Hubs: I dunno, if I spin you around a lot, will I dis-Orient you?
Bahahaha!
So, anyway, we're at Hubs' office waiting on him to come back inside and we're talking about being colorblind. See, Hubs and his troops had a for real serious fifteen minute argument wherein he vehemently said their uniforms were gray, and his peeps disagreed.
His comeback? "I'm colorblind, why are YOU in this career field?" BAM! It's apparently one of the drop offs for those who are not... Mensa material. So we're in the shop and the Boy, totally out of nowhere, goes, "Once, when my dad was really colorblind, he bought pink shorts." I freaked out. I mean, it was hilarious, but I was all...
And the boy was just like whatevs...
So here's the story. Oh and it's a good one... Before we even had kids, we were visiting my dad and we went to the mall. Hubs went to Aeropostale while I went next door to Bath and Body Works. Apparently he can't stand the sheer concentrated scent of girl. So we come out with our respective bags of loot, yadda yadda yadda, we got home. I'm sitting with my dad and Hubs is out in the living room, and I thought, Oooo... I wonder what he got. I pulled out shirts and shirts and shorts... and I stopped. I looked around. I looked at the shorts. I looked around. I looked at the shorts. I guffawed. Yeah, a real live guffaw. It happened people. I look at my dad and ask him if he wants to see something funny and in true "my dad" fashion, he responds with, "Funny haha or funny queer?" I looked around. I looked at the shorts. I looked around, and said, "You know, I'm not sure." I held up these pink shorts. Pink. P. I. N. K. Pink. Not like flaming hipster pink, but a nice pastel pink for coloring his "eggs". So I call out, "Hubs! C'mere!" He comes in wondering what the hubub is because now there is in fact, a hubub. It goes something like this...
Me: "Did you know these were pink?"
Hubs: "No they're not."
Me: "Yeah, they are."
Hubs: "Are you serious?"
Me and Dad: "Yeah..."
Hubs:
So he rode his lollerskates back to the roflhouse, er... went back to the mall to exchange them, and the lady asked what was wrong with them. He goes, "They're pink!" She says, I swear to glob, "Pink is the new black." OY!
Cut back to Hubs' shop and Airman eagerly awaiting the deets with a pen poised over a government issue yellow legal pad, and all I can say is, "Just tell him you heard pink is the new black."
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