A Funny Christmas Story
My ex has this friend, who, when he was younger, was even more of a sadsack than he is now. He used to come over to visit us whenever he was between girlfriends, which he frequently was, and we'd drink beer and smoke cigarettes until he went home.
There was nothing else we could do with him. So that's what we did. Drank beer and smoked cigarettes.
Anyway, one year he dropped by just before Christmas with a case of beer, which was very unusual because he was usually between jobs as well as girlfriends and we weren't used to him showing up with refreshments. So, we're having a beer and shooting the shit as they say when he leans in and gets real serious, "Okay. I've gotta tell you guys something because it just happened and now I'm thinking I didn't do the right thing at all."
Now, this was a guy who was a series of unfortunate incidences, but to realize it, well, this was new territory. We were intrigued.
"I was walking down Yonge Street and I ran into Nancy, you know, my old girlfriend. You guys met her. She has brown hair. Anyway, we were talking and suddenly I realized I'd never gotten her anything. You know, like a present or anything, because I wasn't working when I went out with her. So, well, she was just about to go on her way and it was all good so I pulled out my wallet and gave her $20. That was what I made in tips last night, so it was all I had. I dunno now, though. Do you think that was enough? Or do you think she'll be mad that it was only $20?"
Long story short, some woman actually married him and now he's got a house and two kids.
