Originally Posted by
willyup
Myself and the ex went round for dinner with a couple we knew.
Parking outside their house is a nightmare, the only decent option is to just about squeeze into the driveway behind their car.
We arrived to find another car parked in this spot. Turned out they had invited another couple we had not met before along who got there before us.
When we got inside the other couple were sitting behind the table so to break the ice I made a witty comment about it being alright if he used MY space as long as he had his disabled sign in the window (there wasnt one).
Anyhow long story short, about an hour later he got up to go the loo, first time he had moved all night while the rest of us were bringing plates in and out and whatnot. I had formed the opinion at this stage that he was a lazy bastard.
When he got up it was only then I saw that he had only one leg and understood the icy silence that greeted my wonderful display of wit when we arrived.
That was 15 years ago, I still cringe a little when I think of it.