After a busy week at work I was looking forward to a Friday night out on the town. Some friends from work were performing at a ‘gig’ in the centre of The Hague and so we (the supporting friends and colleagues) were heading there to listen, clap and cheer! The evening was great. Live music, drinks for all and the chance to catch up with friends.
As the evening drew on and people drank more they also started to vocalise their thoughts a little too freely and that’s when I heard all the commotion. There was a man in his mid to late 40s drinking in the bar looking a little worse for wear. He had drunk enough to think he was now a big hit with the ladies. The only problem was that his brain had obviously left the building.
In his attempt to flirt and impress one of my friends he approached her and started chatting. He thought she had a lovely, warm glow about her and so her thought he would let her know.
“Hi, you look really good. You have a nice glow about you….Are you pregnant?”
What a disaster. It’s like car-crash conversation taking place. The moment he said it he must have been wishing a hole would appear in the floor to save him from his fate.
My friend is not pregnant. She does not even look pregnant. Why he thought that would be a compliment is anyone’s guess. I have to admit that she and the group were very forgiving. A bottle of Champagne was ordered as ‘compensation’ and an apology. Not bad!
Note to all men: Never ask if a woman is pregnant until you are 110% sure. It’s a dangerous guessing game.