weekly writing assignment

Once again, I've been flaking on posting and borrowed some motivation from none other than the amazing Mama Kat and her Weekly Writing Assignment.

The prompt: write about a joke that did not go over well

Several years ago, I was talking with my boyfriend and I told him that I had heard on the news that Mr. Rogers had died. (remember Mr. Rogers? I loved his show. He was awesome!)

Our conversation went something like this:

Me: "Hey, did you hear that Mr. Rogers died?"

Him: "Yeah. I heard."

Me: "And he died on your birthday."

Him: "I know. That sucks."

Me: "You know what that means, don't you?"

Him: "No. What?"

Me: "It means that you killed Mr. Rogers."

Him: "What? Why would you say something like that? That's the meanest thing anyone's ever said to me!"

Me: "It was a joke. I thought it would be funny. It was much funnier in my head than out my mouth. I don't REALLY think you killed Mr. Rogers."

Him: "Well, it wasn't funny. It wasn't funny at all. I can't believe you said that to me."

Me: "Ok. I'm sorry. Let's just forget about it."

Him: "I can't just forget that Mr. Rogers died. I knew Mr. Rogers! I used to mow his lawn when I was in high school."

Me: "You KNEW Mr. Rogers? That is awesome! You are soo lucky that you got to meet Mr. Rogers!"

Him: "Don't change the subject. You said I killed Mr. Rogers. He was one of the nicest people I ever met and you said I killed him!"

Me: "I didn't really mean it. I just thought it would be funny. Which it clearly wasn't"

Him: "I can't talk to you right now. In fact, I can't be with you right now. I'm going home and I'll call you later."

He didn't talk to me for 3 days.

OOPS.

(I still kinda think it's funny, though)