Have you seen the ESPN commercials where the girl is attending a baby shower and watching a game on her phone? When I first saw that commercial I laughed because I thought it was kinda funny and a little “over the top”. Well, I will no longer laugh at such commercials because if could have, I would have done the same darn thing this past weekend.
I attended a baby shower for the daughter of a friend of mine. By some scheduling error, the baby shower started at 2:00 and the UT game started at 2:30. I figured play a baby game, eat some food, open gifts and we are out of there by 3:30 4:00. But NOOOOO – as usual people come draggin ass in 30 minutes to an hour late. Then everyone has to talk and be introduced and of course they are blocking the TV. Me and three other faithful football fans are parked on the couch watching the game but do you think anyone cares that we missed the fist touchdown because someone wants to see a quilt that has been handed down generation to generation? Nope – so I casually mention the fact that the lighting in the kitchen would probably show the detail work better on the quilt – we got to catch the replay.
By 3:30ish it is announced that we are going to begin the viewing of the gifts. Me and my two football cohorts huddle up and decide pausing the game is the best idea – that way we can fast forward through the commercials when we start it back up. I am looking around at all of the people and glance at the pile of gifts and my first thought is – how many outfits does this girl really need? I mean really – it is a baby that is going to puke and poop on everything – put it in a onesie or one of those sack things to make it easier on everyone. But NOOO – we go through each bag very methodically and each bag contains no less than 5 outfits. Of course we have to hold EACH piece of EACH outfit up so everyone can see it, check the sizing of each piece and then discuss where it can be worn. WTF! So as the pile of gifts dwindles and the clock races forward we are excited to be able to turn the game back on at 5:00.
Just as we are about to hit “play” some seriously LATE arrivals show up for the shower – now I am thinking at this point these people are geniuses. Not only did they miss all the introductions and baby shower “fun” but they have probably been at home watching the game and can still get a piece of the cake. So, we hit the play button at which point one of the new arrivals announces the blowout score of the game. Seriously? Me and my two football friends just give up at this point because it really does spoil the fun when you already know the score. Let’s just skip the cake . . . and go home.
All joking aside - I love my friend and would be there for her or her family at ANY time . . . I just hope she doesn't need me durning the UT vs OU game - LOL.
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