Foot in Mouth Syndrome II
Have you ever said something and wished the ground would open up and swallow you? Tell us your tales of social embarrassment.
Thanks to BraynDedd for the suggestion
( , Thu 16 Aug 2012, 14:12)
Have you ever said something and wished the ground would open up and swallow you? Tell us your tales of social embarrassment.
Thanks to BraynDedd for the suggestion
( , Thu 16 Aug 2012, 14:12)
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Saying hello to a comedian.
A couple of weeks ago I was in Edinburgh, in a cafe in the Pleasance Courtyard having a nice cup of tea. I wanted some more biscuits, so I went up to the counter, where there was a man I recognised from having seen him on the telly. So I strode up to him and confidently said "You Sir, are Tim Key." Which, I think, would have been a nice way to greet him as a prelude to telling him how much I enjoyed his work. It would have been, if he'd actually been Tim Key. However, he was in fact Tim Vine. And I knew this fact perfectly well. I'd just choked when required to actually five words in a row to someone famous, and somehow pulled the wrong surname from my mess of a memory.
To his credit, he laughed pretty hard and took it very graciously, and when I tried to style it and pretend I'd done it on purpose out he insisted it was much funnier if I hadn't meant to, and that he knew Tim Key and would definitely tell him. I have been kicking myself about once per waking hour since this incident. Thank Bod his name wasn't Russell, there are bloody hundreds of them. If I ever see him again I'll probably call him Jeremy.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:31, 8 replies)
A couple of weeks ago I was in Edinburgh, in a cafe in the Pleasance Courtyard having a nice cup of tea. I wanted some more biscuits, so I went up to the counter, where there was a man I recognised from having seen him on the telly. So I strode up to him and confidently said "You Sir, are Tim Key." Which, I think, would have been a nice way to greet him as a prelude to telling him how much I enjoyed his work. It would have been, if he'd actually been Tim Key. However, he was in fact Tim Vine. And I knew this fact perfectly well. I'd just choked when required to actually five words in a row to someone famous, and somehow pulled the wrong surname from my mess of a memory.
To his credit, he laughed pretty hard and took it very graciously, and when I tried to style it and pretend I'd done it on purpose out he insisted it was much funnier if I hadn't meant to, and that he knew Tim Key and would definitely tell him. I have been kicking myself about once per waking hour since this incident. Thank Bod his name wasn't Russell, there are bloody hundreds of them. If I ever see him again I'll probably call him Jeremy.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:31, 8 replies)
Whoa now, you're saying you were in the presence of Tim Vine and didn't stab him?
You total cunt.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:35, closed)
You total cunt.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:35, closed)
I honestly have no idea why you'd think that. He's probably the least stabbable comedian I can think of, with the possible exception of John Richardson.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:41, closed)
*40 year old tenuous one liner*
*pulls a face*
Yep, nothing stabbable about that.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:49, closed)
*pulls a face*
Yep, nothing stabbable about that.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:49, closed)
Good call on Cryer. And yeah, in fairness some episodes of Not Going Out have made me feel a *little* bit stabby. But mainly towards Miranda Hart.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 10:18, closed)
I like Tim Vine, if only for Whittle.
But, Not Going Out is at least partly his fault, a definitely merits a little stabbing.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:57, closed)
But, Not Going Out is at least partly his fault, a definitely merits a little stabbing.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 9:57, closed)
I wouldn't stab him until I'd used him to get near his brother.
So I could take him out as well, the sensationalist cunt.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 10:58, closed)
So I could take him out as well, the sensationalist cunt.
( , Fri 17 Aug 2012, 10:58, closed)
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