In work...
...a woman was laughing at me because I had matching-odd socks on (they were the same patern but one was pink and white squares while the other was blue and white squares) so I say to her "why're you laughing at me?" to which she replies "could you not find a matching pair?" pointing to my colourful ankles.

Not wanting to have to go through the ball ache of trying to explain to a 40+ year old woman that I kinda like having socks that are the same in one way yet different in another, I decided it was easier to say "they are the same... Oh no I've done it again. I'm colour blind you see" at which point she looked like a wave of guilt hit her in the face and says softly "oh I'm so sorry love, my son's colour blind as well I know how bad it can be so sorry" then the guilt must've moved onto my face, but I'd already gone too far so I couldn't admit to it now.

A few days later I'm playing on a "colums" style game on a friends iPod, in which you had to match up all the colours and in walks said woman just as my friend shouts "you fucker can't believe you beat my high score" to which she replies "How did you do that? I thought you were colour blind?"

I haven't spoken to her since

(first post, take it easy)
(TaZ44, Thu 12 Aug 2010, 14:52, 3 replies)

I read the first line
And immediately thought "Hmm, that sounds like a mate of mine".
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 17 Aug 2010, 11:46, closed)

I sit in a room all day with not much to do but take paper off the end of a printer once every hour, I've turned to reading the place you call mecca =]
(TaZ44, Wed 18 Aug 2010, 17:20, closed)

Sweet, welcome to the madhouse!

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 18 Aug 2010, 18:36, closed)