Be Careful What You Say

This story was relayed to me by one of the security folks in a building where I used to work.  He was a nice older guy who always had a smile and pleasant word for whomever he met.  Consequently, he was on familiar terms with a lot of the tenants.  So, today a young lady that he often kibitzed with was coming in from the parking garage with what turned out to be her fiance.  The exchange went something like this:

Girl: “Oh, hi!  I’m so glad I ran into you!  I want to introduce you to my fiance.”

Security Guard: <mock puzzled look on face> “I know you!  I’ve seen you before!”

Young Man: “Oh really?  Where did we meet?”

Security Guard: “We were in Florence prison together for three years.”  (He was joking)

Young Man: “Oh. (very quietly)”

Girl:  (Not too bright) “You didn’t tell me you were in Florence prison!!!”

Young Man: “Uh, well …”

Security Guard: <Beats hasty retreat> “Ok, well, it was nice meeting you …’

Whoops!