Thursday, November 20, 2008
Is it true...?
I once heard that guys tease you because they like you. I'm wondering if there is any truth to that.
Which brings me to this story I'd like to share. It's about LeBlanc.
One night, during my exchange term in Singapore, a group of us decide to hit up an all-you-can-eat sushi bar downtown. Now, I'm a huge foodie, so when I do all-you-can-eat, I don't hold back. I wore my empire waist shirt (which could hide all the food in the world!).
After dinner, LeBlanc teases me about my shirt.
LeBlanc: So, Des, when is the baby due?
me: Haha. Very funny. I wore this shirt, so I can eat as much as I want without anything showing.
LeBlanc: So, is it a girl or a boy?
This goes on for the duration of the night. Alternating between his two great lines. It was St. Pattie's day, so we hit up a bar. The teasing continues all night. By the end of it, I was tired of it, and kinda pissed.
me: Alright, already. Give it a rest. What do you know about style anyway, you're in engineering.
LeBlanc: Hey, I take offense to that. I think I look very stylish in my fake LaCoste shirts.
I shoot daggers.
The next week, the same group of us goes out for chili crab. (Oh, what I would do for a plate of chili crab right now....Yummm) Anyway, back to the topic. LeBlanc apologizes.
LeBlanc: Des, I'm really sorry. I think I went over board with the teasing last week. I feel terrible.
me: Yea, you should. You made fun of me all night. All. Night. I don't like being called pregnant. No girl every does, believe it or not. Unless she is in fact, pregnant.
LeBlanc: I know, I know. I'm sorry. I felt so bad, I got you a sorry gift.
me: You did? Oh, you didn't have to.
(Now I feel bad because I think that he thinks that I can't take a joke.)
LeBlanc: No, really. It's just a little something.
me: Really? What did you get me?
LeBlanc: It's a surprise. I'll give it to you after dinner.
me: Uh. OK.
After dinner, LeBlanc hands me a bag. I look inside.
It's a pair of baby mitts. The. Nerve. I hurl the mitts at him.
LeBlanc: It's for the baby. It might get cold when it's back in Canada.
I never thought much of it, though it's a funny story I like to tell when people ask me why I carry my cell phone in a baby mitt. Just thought it might be a nice story to share.
On another note, I'm supposed to have dinner with LeBlanc, tomorrow. I'm still uncertain if we will meet up. I talked about his lack of dependability here. He's been in Calgary most of the week for work, but is supposed to be coming back from Calgary tonight. We'll see.