Don’t be that guy

We were invited to a neighbor’s RV for a get-together this afternoon!

I brought cantaloupe slices, and put on my best “of course I love making small talk with strangers” face.

— sound of vinyl record screeching to a halt —

It’s all fun and games until the hostess springs her multi-level marketing “opportunity” on you, complete with video.

Tim’s usually pretty good about noticing when I’m tapping out S.O.S on my leg, but he missed it this time because he had his eyes closed in protest.