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The 'Why' people and Nam...hilarious encounters.

You know how people are always on your case in a small town... if you are not married they keep wanting to know why, and after you get married if you happen to be a few months late in sporting a protruding belly, they want to know why again. It's the small town way of life... and me and my sister (Nam) are pretty used to it. My sister takes it up a notch by having fun at these people's expense... read this conversation she had recently with an acquaintance.

Acq: Howz life? Any good news?

Nam: Good. Yeah, my cousin is getting married.

Acq: I asked with you

Nam: Oh I already got married. How's your wife?

Acq: We are waiting. Her due date is on April 1st.

Nam: oooooh nice!! congrats!

Acq: When will you say?

Nam: I just said congrats

Acq: Thank you... so, when should I say congrats?

Nam: Your wife, you can say anytime na...

She sent me this chat transcript and I found it hilarious... almost reminded me of Harvey Specter. He does this too, deliberately misunderstands to have a good laugh.

Comments

BackStage said…
Ha ha... She sent me this and insensitive ppl really need to be handled this way!
Candice said…
HahHahHa that is hilarious! Thts an awesome way to deal with these super inquisitive ppl
Vadapoche said…
Ha ha! Good one.
Ganesh Puttu said…
some people just dont get it do they? they dont subtle humor..they need a sledgehammer..nice one by your sis
Icychips said…
typical small town & classical nameeta!!
Zak said…
{{{LMHO]]]..who is ACQ !!! Are you calling NYC a small town!
Zak said…
Next time someone from the small town asks such things .say " yes you cannot have a stiffy anymore . It is banned by the state government as some groups think it is against their religion "
Vadapoche said…
Hi. I have nominated you for a blog award. http://vada-poche.blogspot.in/2013/02/a-blog-award.html
mahesh said…
Why no new posts :( ?
Haddock said…
Good one. Some odd situations.... the conversation going the wrong way and it can be hilarious.
Shivani Singh said…
:) so far so good. i sure am glad people do seem to be having conversations.. All I get to see these days is people avoiding real ones and quite content with virtual chats. You know what i mean where words seem to flow from fingers instead of the mouth...

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