There's a man in our ward here with a reputation for speaking his mind. Sometimes you could even say that he's a little tactless. (Rachel asked Grant rhetorically, "What profession do you think he's in?" Yes, he's in IT.) Personally I enjoy it, but then I have a pretty blunt nature myself.
His wife was busy with their new baby this week, so he picked up his daughter from preschool, which happened to be at our house. He saw the pictures of our wedding in the family room, and commented to Rachel, "Wow, you haven't changed a bit!" She was pleased. "Maybe he's just flattering me, though," she told me. "No. He doesn't do flattery."
I didn't have to wait long to be proven correct. I ran into him at church today and he brought up his brief visit again. "Hey, Jonathan! I was over at your house earlier this week picking up Sarah. I saw your wedding pictures. Now I understand how you got such a pretty wife! You used to be pretty good looking yourself!"
2 comments:
Well _I_ still think you're pretty cute!
Besides, what does he know about masculine attractiveness? He's a guy.
Gee, and I thought *I* was tactless. Made my day to know there's someone worse! But I agree with Rachel.
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