Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Some of your crass examples are only crass if you just met a new person. But if you are good friends, they seem OK to me.
I can't think of any friend, however close, from whom such questions would be welcome. It is rude and intrusive - in addition to tacky - to ask such questions.
Anonymous wrote:Some of your crass examples are only crass if you just met a new person. But if you are good friends, they seem OK to me.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Nothing to offer here, except a little story that makes me cringe to this day:
My daughter was playing on a club soccer team that was full of super rich plastic surgeons' kids. We went to an end of season party, and my husband and I found ourselves in the middle of a real estate conversation with a few of them, talking about their homes/property on the foothills. My husband had had a couple of drinks, and started to ask a question comparing those foothills to another set of foothills across town, but he stuttered and it somehow came out how much did you pay for this house (or something to that effect). The wide eyed shock of the doctor was hilarious and he sputtered a couple of times like he wasn't sure how to answer, until my husband finally spit out the rest of his question and the guy understood his real meaning. I wanted to die right there and hubby to this day says it was one of his most embarrassing moments.
That doc needed DCUM to guide him on how to answer questions from the crass!
Foothills? I have not heard anyone refer to foothills since my days back in California. Did this take place back there?

Anonymous wrote:Nothing to offer here, except a little story that makes me cringe to this day:
My daughter was playing on a club soccer team that was full of super rich plastic surgeons' kids. We went to an end of season party, and my husband and I found ourselves in the middle of a real estate conversation with a few of them, talking about their homes/property on the foothills. My husband had had a couple of drinks, and started to ask a question comparing those foothills to another set of foothills across town, but he stuttered and it somehow came out how much did you pay for this house (or something to that effect). The wide eyed shock of the doctor was hilarious and he sputtered a couple of times like he wasn't sure how to answer, until my husband finally spit out the rest of his question and the guy understood his real meaning. I wanted to die right there and hubby to this day says it was one of his most embarrassing moments.
That doc needed DCUM to guide him on how to answer questions from the crass!
