Low: Yes, I did knock half a glass of red wine into the crotch of my neighbour at the ball last night.
High: My neighbour was the charming N, who was polite and lovely about it, instead of chucking his own wine over me like I deserved.
Low: It happened five minutes into the formalities, right in the middle of a quiet bit so that basically everyone there from work witnessed my moment of shame.
High: I stopped myself just in time from swooping in to mop it up myself, opting instead to gather napkins for N and let him sponge up his own inner thigh.
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