That's Like Comparing Granny Panties To A Thong

Over the weekend, the boys and I were in a gaming store.

Adam's looking at the games. Alec and I are at the counter.

He's chatting up the Game Store Dude.

Ya know, doing the 'cool guy' thing.

Somehow, they got on the topic of the movie 'x-men'.

Alec told him that he had just seen that movie on Friday night.

Of course that's when I pipe up adding, "It was his first date!"

BIG MISTAKE!

Apparently you don't tell the Gaming Store Dude that you've been on your first date.

That's uncool.

I could FEEL the look of death being sent my way.

Once we left the store, Alec says through gritted teeth;

"MOM! Telling people I had my first date, is like me telling people you don't wear underware!!!!!"

Alrighty then.

Truth or not, I get it. It's nobody else's business.

Although I don't see the comparison - that's like comparing Granny Panties to a Thong - I do get his point.

And I learned my lesson.

From now on, I keep my mouth shut about the 'first date', and strangers don't get assulted with the fact I may be 'free ballin'.

Well, that's if I had balls.

K.