It takes a particular type to get my sense of humor. Adam and I met these guys (two guys, one girl, to be accurate) at the Ferry Building for lunch, and then they all planned to head off to the Giants-Dodgers game while I went off to write.
We were chatting with one of the guys and he said to Adam: "You went to Cal, right?" He'd guessed from Adam's email address. Then he turned to me and said: "Did you go to Cal too?"
"No," I said. "I went to ITT."
He paused for a moment and then said: "Oh," in that I'm-not-going-to-act-like-I'm-judging way. I felt, rather than saw, Adam roll his eyes next to me.
"Actually," I said, "I went to UCSB."
"And she went to St. Mary's for grad school," Adam said. I guess he was trying to prove that his wife wasn't quite the drooling idiot that she really is, no matter what school she attended.
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