A day of somewhat delayed embarrassment. Looking back, all there is to do is laugh.
It was a gorgeous day for a poker run and my post was the third stop. Here I am, sitting behind a small table, overseeing the riders take their card and writing it on their card sheet.
A rather well endowed, well spoken woman walks up with her card sheet. She places it on the table and takes a card. Queen of Clubs. I write it on her card sheet and give it back to her. She looks at it, turns it to me, holding it at breast level and says, "Wow! Look what I have!"
Dutifully I look. Pair of Queens. "Wow! Nice pair!" I remark.
That isn't sad.
What is sad, is that I didn't realize what I said, or the fact she just grinned at me when I said it until about an hour later.
Sometimes my brain simply doesn't click.
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