When not to make a joke.
I spent the evening at Chris’ last night with his girlfriend Sam and their friends Xhuan and Heidi. Chris and I went to Tesco to acquire the ingredients for dinner. At the checkout Chris realised he didn’t have enough money on him so he had to use his card. He went to use the chip and pin machine but the women told him he would have to sign for it. I made a joke that it wasn’t his signature and both he and the cashier laughed. Then I payed for my goods and we left. Chris was pissing himself laughing so I asked him what was up. He said “Did you know that was Sam’s card?”. I creased up laughing and admitted that I had just been taking the piss. Then we both kept laughing about it for the remainder of the evening.
It was a good night, Chris cooked some fantastic fajitas and his friends were cool. Heidi knows some of Katy’s friends and she and I got on pretty well, her boyfriend Xhuan was cool and kept us all amused by getting us to translate the ghetto slang from 8 Mile for him. Sam’s ferret, Baz, behaved itself and didn’t try and eat anyone and I slept in a room with two constrictors and lived to tell the tale. I left this morning while everyone was still asleep as I was the only one who had to work today.